[gentle electronic music]
Mm.
Mm. These are so good fresh.
You should've come with.
Don't worry.
Bestie of the year, hooked it up. [laughs]
Okay. No, no, no, no.
I did not just spend 4.95 on some gluten-free fried dough
for it to go to waste because
you decided to do keto this week.
Exactly.
Indulge yourself. [laughs]
And for the record, I think you look stunning
just the way you are.
Bella, can we get a selfie with you?
Yeah. Of course, babes.
Hang on, Syd.
[camera clicks]
[woman] Let's go, girls.
Cute shoes.
[girl] Thanks.
[Bella] Sorry, Syd, yeah.
Oh, don't forget to tag me.
[girls scream]
[tires screeching]
[somber music]
[water trickling]
So you're the replacement, huh?
Yeah. Zoe.
-Nadia. -Yeah, I know who you are.
Cool.
I'm glad you could join us on such short notice.
You must be pretty stoked.
Oh, I am.
I just...I just kinda wish it was under better circumstances.
You know?
Yeah.
I guess you should be happy, but not, like, too happy.
Did you know her?
We were friends, and we worked together a bunch,
but, uh, Sydney and Bella, they were roommates.
[photographer] Come on, Sydney. Give me something else.
What the fuck? [sighs]
She was on the phone with her when, you know.
Is this your first swim campaign?
Is it really that obvious?
No.
Well, maybe.
[both laugh]
This is my first modeling job.
Whoa. This is a really good first gig.
And you get to stay in the model house.
Yeah. I'm excited about that.
Same. I just broke up with my boyfriend,
but we still live together,
so I'll take any opportunity to get away for the night.
Nadia, you ready?
Yeah.
Am I good?
Mm-hm, you look exquisite.
-Good luck today. -Mm-hm. [giggles]
Exquisite. Really?
♪ Sorry, I'm not sorry
[Nadia] You're killing it today, Sydney.
-♪ I don't mean to offend -Thanks, Nadia.
♪ Can't pretend that I ain't got a body ♪
Nadia, Nadia. [indistinct chattering]
You both are doing really good today.
Yeah.
-[Trudy laughs] -♪ If you're not comfortable
-[photographer] Yes, let's go. -♪ You ain't gotta copy
Let's go, Zoe. I love it.
Perfect. Perfect.
All right, yeah, keep your hands up.
So good. So good. You're a natural.
♪ Take that shirt right
-Love. -Yes, babe.
-[woman] Mm. Love. -[model] Oh!
-[photographer] And this one? -[woman] Love it.
[photographer] Have you see that?
And that one?
-[model] Oh, yeah! -Oh, my gosh, I love it.
-You're a genius. -I know.
♪ I just wanna be free ♪
♪ Me lookin' at you, lookin' at me, lookin' at these ♪
[photographer] Spaced out. Good, good.
Uh, Zoe. I need you front and center for this. Come on.
Did he say front and center?
[man] Yep.
[Zoe squeals]
♪ Bitch, bitch
♪ What you talkin' 'bout, bitch ♪
[rocks tumble] [photographer, model exclaiming]
♪ What you talkin' 'bout, bitch, bitch ♪
♪ You got a problem
[birds chirping]
Hello?
Hey.
It's Zoe.
Ladies?
[suitcase rolling]
I'm back from the hospital.
[Nadia] Yo. Switch with me.
Hey. Sorry, what?
I'm the oldest, so I get the biggest room.
Model house seniority.
You take it.
No. This is fine.
[Nadia laughs] Please.
You couldn't even get up there if you wanted to, woman.
[sighs] My brother and I used to share a room until is was 14,
and we'd fight over who got the top bunk.
Well, you would win, so. [laughs]
[sighs] How bad is it?
Grade one sprain.
So basically, not that bad.
Surprised they didn't send you home.
Yeah, well, I'm contracted for the two days, so.
Well, guess they could still use that pretty face for close-ups.
[both laugh]
Go. The other room's down the hall.
It's just a right and a left.
Okay.
Oh. Hold on, babe.
What's this?
It's a top this brand sent me,
but I already had one.
[Zoe] Thanks.
I'll go try it on right now.
-Okay. -[Zoe laughs]
[creepy ambient music]
[crickets chirping]
This is not me at all.
Whoa. Can we talk about how hot you look in this?
Do you think?
Yes, it fits you perfectly.
Give me your phone.
[sighs] Okay.
[Nadia laughs]
-[camera clicks] -Oh, my god.
Are we done?
[phone vibrates]
Oh, um, you're getting a call.
Oh.
Yeah.
-You better post that. -Yeah, I'll do it later.
Okay, come on.
Everyone's worried about you.
[crickets chirping]
[Velcro rips]
[sniffs, gags] Dude.
You gotta wear this thing for two weeks?
[Zoe] Give or take.
Could be less if starts to feel better.
[Trudy sighs]
-Still cute, though. -[Trudy and Zoe giggle]
-Pshh. -[man speaking Spanish on phone]
[speaking Spanish]
[man speaking Spanish on phone]
[speaking Spanish]
[Carla kisses]
[man speaking Spanish on phone] [Carla laughs]
Yo.
What's your Insta, again?
[Zoe] It's pr0t0z0e.
Oh, it's zeros instead of ohs.
Proto-what?
It's a play on protozoa.
Uh, bam.
Right.
[Trudy sighs]
Is this you?
Barely 10K and not even verified.
She's just starting out. You're fine.
Following.
Follow back, please.
[gentle ambient music]
Wow.
You both have so many more followers than me.
[Sydney] Thanks.
Yeah, you gotta show some more skin.
I think you're literally wearing, like,
three layers in every one of your pictures.
It's cold back home.
[Trudy] Where's that?
Chicago.
I live in New York,
and even when it's snowing outside,
I still let Kendall and Kylie out to play!
[models laugh]
[Trudy sighs]
[notifications chiming]
[man speaking Spanish on phone]
[models tapping on phones]
[phone vibrates]
[gentle ambient music]
[chat notification whooshes]
[narrator] With heavily armed front legs,
the female praying mantis is a particularly dangerous mate.
[crickets chirping]
[model] No way.
Not the vintage Polaroid.
I'll be using this.
[Sydney] Ooh, I want in.
[Trudy] Ooh, do it for the gram.
Gimme, gimme, gimme.
[narrator] Praying mantis... [continues indistinctly]
Hm.
It's not what I was expecting for a late night sext,
but I won't judge.
[sighs] No, someone just sent me this.
Someone?
A boy. [giggles]
Who's been messaging me.
Mm.
You've heard of, uh, playing possum, right?
-[Polaroid clicks, whirs] -Yeah.
Okay, so, supposedly, praying mantis males play dead too.
But after mating to avoid being eaten by the female.
First they bite of their heads
and then devour the rest of the body for nourishment.
[Zoe laughs]
Kind of a weird video to send to a girl you're hitting on,
don't you think?
[Zoe laughs]
Yeah, totally.
[Polaroid clicks, whirs] [Nadia laughs]
[chat notification whooshes]
[Trudy] Hello, ladies.
I know that look.
Somebody has you dicked down, for real.
-No. -[Sydney] Guys!
Check these out.
No, put that down.
She was just about to show us her mans.
He's...he's not my mans.
Uh-huh.
[Zoe laughs]
He's sexier than some of the girls I date.
Let me see that.
How long have y'all been bangin'?
We're--we're not.
He literally just DMed me.
Yeah, don't do that.
[Zoe] Do what?
Respond to thirsties on DMs.
Models don't respond to DMs.
True.
Give me that.
All right, guys.
Let Zoe talk to whoever she wants to.
[Sydney sighs] Whatever.
Hm.
You okay?
Yeah. [scoffs]
It's nothing.
[creepy ambient music]
[knock on door]
Hey. Nadia.
Oh, shit. It's Steven.
Ooh, it's about to be a real life rom-com.
-Huh? -[knocking on door]
Steven was in one of those made for TV romance movies.
[Trudy laughs]
Fucking LA.
Does everyone act?
-[Zoe] Who's Steven? -My ex.
[speaking Spanish] [man speaking Spanish on phone]
-Anyone going to get that? -[knocking on door]
I don't think he's leaving.
You better go outside before he breaks the window.
[Nadia sighs]
See. This is exactly why I don't fuck with penis.
[Nadia sighs]
I've never had these problems.
Not with my king.
[man speaking Spanish on phone] [speaking Spanish]
This place is rad.
What the hell are you doing here?
Geeze. No, "Hi, hello," maybe a, "Baby, I missed you."
Why are you here?
Well, you ignored my texts.
I got concerned.
I didn't know you weren't coming home tonight, boo bear.
[Nadia groans]
You know I don't like it when you call me that.
We may still live together, but we're not together,
so I don't have to tell you everything.
No. BT-dubs, you look amazing AF.
"BT-dubs"?
-Yes. -"AF"?
-That's right. -Seriously?
You've only been here for 30 seconds
and are already annoying me.
Ah, 45 seconds.
Okay, I'm kidding. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Okay? I'm sorry.
But I meant what I said. You look amazing.
And--and did you get a haircut?
I got a trim.
-You never notice. -[Steven] Oh, I notice.
I always notice you.
New haircut, meet the new and improved Steven.
[man speaking Spanish on phone]
Um, is that Bad Bunny?
Okay, papi. [speaking Spanish]
Hi. [Trudy laughs]
[sighs] Look.
We can talk when I get home.
Right now, you can't be here.
How'd you know where to find me?
Uh, we share our locations with each other.
Remember?
Please let me come inside, just for one second.
-I'll talk to you for-- -Absolutely not.
[Sydney moaning] -Oh, my god.
-Whoo! -[Nadia scoffs] Oh, my god.
[creepy ambient music]
Look.
Our only rule here is no guests, especially guys.
You're gonna get me fired.
I'm sorry.
I've been a really bad boyfriend.
I admit that.
But I'm prepared to fix it.
And I'll start by not liking other girls' pics on the gram.
This isn't about that at all.
Trust me.
I've thought of every way we can make things work.
But my energy's not there right now.
Can you not comprehend that?
Nadia, please.
Dammit! [sighs]
This is the new and improved Steven?
[Steven sighs] I'm trying.
We're like, 100 miles from West Hollywood.
You're absolutely crazy for coming out here.
You're right, I am.
I'm crazy about you.
Steven. [sighs]
You need to go.
Like now.
Okay.
You know what? It's fine.
And you hair looks the same as it always does.
Like a big bowl of spaghetti.
[Nadia scoffs] God.
[Nadia sighs]
Fuck both of you.
[Polaroid clicks, whirs]
-[Nadia] Really, Zoe? -Sorry.
[crickets chirping] [creepy ambient music]
[Zoe sighs]
[chat notification whooshes]
No, it's my fault.
I've been ignoring him all day.
Stalker much?
[Nadia] No, he's not.
We were together for five years,
I'm just over it.
Uh-huh.
You're better off without him, anyway.
Men are dogs, all of them.
Yes, they are.
[Nadia laughs]
[model] Uh, excuse me.
[hot tub bubbling]
Excuse me, excuse me.
So, are we leaving our tops on?
What are we doing?
[model 2] Yes.
-[Sydney laughs] -[model 3] Yes, yes.
[Sydney] Oh, there she is.
[Trudy inhales deeply]
You getting in with that thing?
It comes off.
[Trudy] Babe, there is a jet right there waiting for you.
[Velcro ripping]
[Nadia sighs]
That's the spot.
You're welcome.
[Nadia laughs]
Carla.
Truth or dare?
Really?
What is this? Middle school?
You're never too old to play Truth or Dare.
True.
Okay. Dare.
I dare you and Trudy to make out.
Down!
Hey, don't you touch me, cabrona.
Come on, Carla.
It's the rules.
I said, no. I have a boyfriend.
Respect that.
Okay. Okay. What about on the cheek?
[speaking Spanish]
Hurry up.
[Trudy gasps] [Carla groans]
-[Sydney] Yes! -Ay!
-You're disgusting! -[Sydney] Yes!
[speaking Spanish]
[Trudy] Thank you.
And for the record, that was non-consensual.
Bitch, you loved it.
Should I tag you both?
-Yeah. -Don't you dare post that.
My boyfriend's going to propose soon.
I can't be caught cheating on him.
Don't post that.
[Carla scoffs]
-Whatever. -[Sydney laughs]
Okay, Carla. Where are you going?
You're supposed to go next.
Forget her.
Nadia, you just go.
Mm, okay, Zoe.
Truth or dare?
Truth?
-[Trudy scoffs] -Hm.
[Trudy] Ew.
Hm.
Mm-kay. I got it.
Who's Do Not Answer?
I saw they called earlier.
Is that an ex?
No.
It's my dad.
I don't talk to him.
Well, how come?
It's okay, Zoe. You don't have to answer that.
He's an alcoholic.
[creepy ambient music]
He'd come home drunk, and they would argue.
And I'd just run into my room and close the door.
Because if I couldn't hear or see them,
maybe I could pretend that we were normal.
I was 15 when he broke her nose.
Smack!
A backhand to her face.
And when the ambulance came,
my mom told the paramedics she'd fallen down the stairs.
At the time, I didn't want anything
to happen to my dad either, so I backed her story.
But a few days later, they came and arrested him.
For some reason she changed her mind.
We moved away, and I haven't seen him since.
Is she okay?
Yeah.
She's great, actually.
She ended up marrying her divorce lawyer. [chuckles]
So, I don't know,
maybe everything was supposed to happen this way.
And Gary's basically become my dad.
He's been paying for me to go to college.
[Carla] Okay.
Why do you all look like Miami Swim Week just got canceled?
This is for you.
Thanks, Carla.
[Carla] For you.
Thank you, bae.
Not your bae.
Okay. Agree to disagree. [laughs]
[Carla] And last but not least--
Sure, I'll just get my own.
[Trudy] Ugh, after that story, I'll need two of these.
[Sydney] These look so good, Carla.
Is there alcohol in this?
Of course. It's a margarita.
I'm actually not 21 yet.
Well, I'm from Puerto Rico,
and you only have to be 18 there.
So drink up, mama.
Ah, ah, ah, wait.
Before anyone takes a sip, we first have to take a pic.
-Yes. -So I can get paid.
-Perfecto! -Hey.
Oh, girl, I look crazy in that.
Can I repost it?
Of course.
Salud.
-Yes, bitches. -Whoo!
[Carla] Zoe, what are you doing?
[Zoe] Nothing. Nothing.
[Zoe sipping]
[Carla screams]
Get it away!
[Trudy screams]
-Please! -Shit. Oh, shit!
No, no, no, no, no, no. Don't, don't, don't, don't.
It's just a harmless daddy long legs.
[Carla] Ew!
Ew, ew, ew!
[Trudy] That's disgusting!
[Trudy wretches]
[speaking Spanish]
[crickets chirping]
[owl hooting]
[fire crackling]
Hey.
Sorry for bringing that up with your dad and all.
No, it's--it's--it's fine.
He calls me when he's been drinking
and tries to apologize for everything.
I just stopped answering.
Um, so listen, I didn't wanna say anything
in front of the girls.
But that guy that DMed you?
Yeah.
Uh, that's the same guy, isn't it?
I see him everywhere.
His name's not Clyde, it's Zack.
[creepy ambient music]
I think you're being catfished.
No.
I don't think so.
Either way, I mean, you're about to be a big model.
It comes with the territory. Might as well get used to it.
You really think that?
That I'll be big?
You're here, aren't you? [laughs]
And the whole mixed thing is so hot right now.
But regardless of what may or may not be in,
I do think you'll be around long enough
to get first dibs on your room in a model house.
[Zoe laughs softly]
Thanks, Nadia.
[Nadia laughs softly]
Now, come on.
Let's go get you some more content.
Okay. Yeah.
[both chuckle]
Gimme a second.
[creepy ambient music]
[Nadia] Zoe, are you coming?
Mm-hm.
♪ Good job, Curtis
♪ Yeah, yeah, damn
♪ Curtis Waters
♪ My boy Decz up in Canada
♪ Ice on my, ice on my neck
♪ Countin' up a check
♪ Ice on my, ice on my neck
♪ Countin' up a check
♪ Ice on my neck that's incoming ♪
♪ I'm a pretty boy, I'm stunning ♪
♪ Super-speed, Sonic, I'm running ♪
♪ Super, super, super-speed, Sonic, I'm running ♪
♪ Call me big papa, I'm sonnin' ♪
♪ I supply the dick when she want it ♪
♪ I'm a bad boy, McLovin ♪
♪ I'ma, I'ma, I'm a bad boy, McLovin ♪
♪ Hey, good pussy sound like pasta ♪
♪ I got young dick, call the pastor ♪
♪ She give good brain, she a master ♪
♪ Little Einstein, bitch, I'ma blast off ♪
-Oh, my god! -God!
Trudy, your hair!
[doorbell rings]
[indistinct chattering]
[Trudy laughs]
-Send that to me. -I'll get it.
-Oh! That is so funny. -[knocking, doorbell ringing]
[man sighing]
Hi.
Yeah.
Uh, listen.
I live in the white house down the street.
You know, the badass one with the two lions?
Okay?
And unlike others in this neighborhood,
we live here full time.
Okay?
I know you've probably rented this house for the night.
I get it. It's cool.
But maybe you could just be a little bit more considerate.
You know, turn the music down. That'd be great.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
-We were just work-- -Is there a problem here?
Wow.
Uh. [laughs]
What is...what is this?
Is this like a... a bachelorette or?
No.
Just me and my model girlfriends hanging out.
He lives around here and was just complaining
that our music is too loud.
[Trudy] Really?
Is that true, handsome?
Uh. [sighs]
Mm-hm. No.
I mean, I wasn't, I wasn't complaining.
I just... [clears throat]
You know what? Forget it.
I'll just, I'll shut my windows.
You know? I won't hear a thing.
Okay?
Um, but you know what?
Maybe just to be safe,
I don't really wanna have to go back and forth.
Maybe I should get your number. You know what I mean?
Zoe. Writing utensil.
Mm.
[bag unzips]
That way I can just text you, you know,
if I hear anything else.
[Trudy chuckles]
[laughs softly]
Okay. Bye bye, now.
Mm. Right.
Okay. I'll text you.
Okay.
[door closes] [Trudy humming]
Did you really give him your number?
I thought you were a lesbian.
I am.
Oh, yeah.
[crickets chirping]
[creepy ambient music]
[Sydney] Has anyone seen my jump-rope?
If you're gonna take it out of my suitcase,
at least put it back where you found it.
[Carla laughs]
BenDover69, don't be a troll.
You know you have to pay extra for that. [laughs]
["Como Yo" by Feefa playing]
Where is it?
[Carla scoffs]
What?
My jump rope.
You workout? [laughs]
[Sydney scoffs]
It's not in here.
Your man is cool with you doing that?
He doesn't pay my rent.
Is there anything else?
Hey! What are you guys up to?
Leaving, before I drop a skinny hoe.
[Carla] What's that gorda's problem?
[Sydney] I'm so, so, glad I don't have to whore myself out
for followers like some people in this house.
But I won't say who. [coughs]
Carla. [coughs]
[door opens]
What was that about?
And please, don't tell me you guys are fighting
over something stupid like follower counts.
She's just an entitled bitch who thinks she's hot shit
with pinched little waist and perfectly toned ass.
What's wrong?
Maybe just once, once, I could feel like
a photographer is happy to see me, build a shoot around me.
Not just treat me like the token curve model
thrown in the mix to be inclusive.
I try to be confident,
but it's girls like that that make me feel this way,
like I don't even deserve to be on a shoot with them,
or even considered a model.
Bella...
Bella not once ever looked at me
as if I were any different than her.
Look.
I know you're going through it right now,
but you have got to be a team player,
even if you don't like some of your teammates.
You know, Bella would've told you the exact same thing.
Here.
I think this might help.
I, I stopped smoking.
Hm.
What was that thing Bella used to always say?
[Sydney laughs softly]
Indulge yourself.
Mm. That's right.
[lighter flicks]
Indulge yourself, sis.
[Sydney coughing]
[Nadia laughs]
Are you good?
-Yeah. -[Nadia] Okay. [laughs]
Yeah. Hm?
Oh, no, no, no.
That's not for me.
That's for you.
I have a beauty routine to do
before tomorrow's call time.
See you inside?
Yeah.
[brakes squeak]
[Sydney laughs softly]
Great.
Now who's man is here?
[Sydney, echoing] Who even drives something like that?
Okay. This car is sus.
No. Syd, relax.
It's completely normal.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no more for me.
I'm too tired for this shit.
[Sydney screams] [intense music]
-[man] Shh! Shh! -[Sydney] Get the fuck off me!
[man] Shut the fuck up.
[Sydney grunts] Let go of me!
-Stop! -[man] Come on!
Ugh, we're gonna need some more toilet paper,
'cause I just took a mean, old--Shit!
[ominous ambient music]
No. [Sydney crying]
[speaking Spanish]
[Carla gasps]
[ominous music] [Carla screams]
[man] Give me your fucking phone.
Shut the fuck and give me your fucking phone.
Give me your phone.
Give me your fucking phone.
[models crying]
What--what do you want from us?
Shut the fuck up.
Did I ask you to talk, huh?
[Zoe squeaks]
Didn't fucking think so.
[models breathing shakily]
And two, three, four.
Five.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Find her.
Go. Fucking find her.
Get down, now.
-[models shriek] -Now. Down.
You fucking think this is funny, huh?
[model] No.
[woman] Shut up.
[ominous ambient music]
[Nadia exhales deeply]
[door creaks]
[notification chimes]
[music continues]
[footsteps approaching]
[masked man breathing heavily]
[Nadia] Shit.
She's in here!
Don't move.
Let's get the hell out of here.
-Hey! -What the fuck, Trudy?
Think about what they'll do to Nadia if they see us gone.
[speaking Spanish]
This happens all the time back home.
[Nadia thumps on floor]
[Nadia grunts]
[both shout]
What's up, buttercup?
Go.
[masked man groans]
[masked man sighs]
[models crying]
[Carla shrieks]
[masked woman] Fuck.
[Trudy cries]
She's not going anywhere.
[Zoe whimpers]
Are you okay?
How much money did you ask him for, huh?
Shut up!
He won't give it to you.
Don't think they're after your boyfriend's money.
Maybe this isn't about you, for once.
[Carla spits]
[ominous music]
[masked man chuckles]
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no.
-[masked man] Shut the fuck up! -[muffled screams]
Anyone else?
We're not gonna hurt you.
Okay? Huh?
And there's no fucking ransom.
This isn't a kidnapping.
[woman] So you're probably now wondering who we are
and what we want.
The who doesn't matter.
You don't know us,
and it's probably in your best interest to keep it that way.
Now the want, well, [chuckles]
the short answer is nothing from you.
Yes, this is a break-in, a home invasion,
whatever the fuck you wanna call it.
But you're not getting robbed.
Your followers are.
Our followers?
Oh, yeah, honey. Your followers.
We're gonna post a donation link to your social media pages
that'll be connected directly
to an untraceable offshore account.
And once we collect the small sum of one million dollars,
this'll all be over.
You can go on living your pretty little lives.
[Trudy cries]
And you'll never see us again.
[Carla shouts indistinctly]
[masked woman] Shut up!
[ominous music]
What are you doing?
[masked woman] First, I'm turning your passcode off.
Second, I'm finding a photo.
Third, I'm coming up with the perfect caption.
"Please donate to the Bella Baylor Family Foundation."
You're fucking sick.
Leave her out of it.
Shut up!
Link in bio.
[phone clatters]
You can play, too.
[Carla cries]
[masked man] Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, maybe you?
-You? You? -No.
-Huh? -No.
-No? -No.
Is it you? Huh?
Open your fucking eyes!
You--you're not gonna find
the kind of photo you're looking for.
[masked man] No?
What about that?
[Zoe cries]
[masked man laughs]
[Zoe crying]
[masked man laughing]
Aw, there you are.
Look.
Ay!
Fucking pendeja!
Thank you.
[muffled shouts]
A hundred photos of the same pose.
Really?
[muffled shouting]
All right, last but not least...
Passcode.
[Trudy whimpering]
Don't fuck with me!
-Zero! -[woman] Uh-huh?
Zero, zero, zero.
Really?
[masked woman laughs]
Thank you.
[ominous music]
[phone clatters]
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.
[models crying]
[music continues]
[masked man] Time for the main event.
You already have our phones.
Just take whatever else you want and get out of here.
Shit, you were right.
Their followers will do anything for these bitches.
Is it working?
Five racks in, and we've only been live a few minutes.
[notifications chiming]
Look how many likes we're getting.
She.
What?
You--you said we.
But it's her that getting those likes.
Yeah, I know.
[notifications chiming]
Here, silence them.
Thank you.
I had my doubts,
but I, I, I think this is really gonna work.
Yeah, I told you.
[masked man sighs]
I know they say not to,
like, spend your money before you have it,
but [sighs] fuck that.
I'm getting an old school, Chevy or Lincoln,
two tone candy paint job, white leather seats.
Something from the '70s, with 22 inch chrome rims, of course.
That'll be fly as shit.
You've been watching way too many rap music videos.
[masked man sighs]
And hydraulics, 'cause we bouncin', girl.
Bouncin'.
Focus.
[masked man laughs] Bouncin'.
What are we gonna do?
Nothing.
We wait it out.
They already said they're not gonna hurt us.
[Sydney sighs]
It could take days for them to raise that kind of money.
We won't be here for days.
We're getting picked up in the morning.
We have a six AM call time.
[Trudy cries]
[recorded female voice] Close your eyes,
unless you're driving.
[Steven breathes deeply]
I can't believe Nadia didn't even mention this to me.
I mean, she always asks me to support her charities.
[Steven sighs]
Chillax, brother.
The new Steven keeps his cool.
[recorded female voice] Let's do that again.
[Steven] Yes.
[recorded female voice] Take a deep breath in.
Donate anonymously.
[recorded female voice] I never swear.
Nope.
Steven James, 100 dollars.
-[car horn honks] -I'm going.
Eff off! Okay?
Going. I am going.
[female voice] Swearing is for people with no...
[clock ticking]
[Nadia sighs]
Our poor followers.
Donating, thinking they're doing something good.
[somber music]
Trudy.
Do you think it could be the neighbor?
That creep?
You were so nice to him.
You gave him your number.
Yeah, about that.
What are you guys talking about?
A neighbor that complained about the music earlier.
-You think it could be him? -No.
We've been posting here all night.
It's probably just a crazed fan.
But how would they know where the house is?
[somber music]
[object slams table]
Is something wrong?
No.
Everything's synced, links are active.
We still have service.
What's up?
It's been two hours.
We should have more than that.
Chill.
No, we need to do something,
to get the money in faster.
We've barely cracked 40 grand.
God.
How does she get so many likes?
It's just a photo of her face.
Like the one before it and the one before that.
It's 'cause she's mad hot.
[woman] Look at this.
Yeah, what about it?
See how many views it has?
[man] Damn.
10 million?
All right, ladies, ladies.
All right, you wanna help out you and your friends?
Huh?
She's not my friend.
We're gonna go live.
The more they give, the more you take all off.
No?
Okay.
Looks like you're in for a long night.
I'll do it.
[Nadia whispering] What are you doing?
I want this to be over.
You?
Back when I was trying to get more followers,
I would make twerk videos for attention.
I can do it.
All right.
Don't be dumb.
[funky music]
Oh, guys, we're fucked.
[bra straps snap]
[woman ]This got her followers?
Wow.
[mouthing] Oh my god.
[music continues]
Stop.
[music stops] [masked woman sighs]
How was that?
A couple grand is not enough.
Put your clothes back on.
[Carla, muffled] I'll do it.
[muffled speech]
She's trying to say something.
[muffled speech]
Stop.
[muffled speech] I'll fucking do it.
Oh, wha-wha-what was that?
I can't hear you. You wanna do it?
-You wanna give it a go? -Mm-hm.
All right.
Miss 10 million views.
[masked man] Get, get up, get up, get up, let's go.
Go, go, go, go, go, go.
[Carla] Let the pro do it.
[upbeat electronic music]
Go see how we do.
[upbeat electronic music]
And we're live.
[speaking Spanish] my loves.
I need you to donate to this charity.
The more generous you are,
the more generous I'll be.
[music continues]
Help! Call the police!
We're being held hostage!
[masked woman laughs]
Bitch, I never went live.
-[Carla] No! -[masked woman laughs]
No!
[masked woman grunts]
[app chimes]
Help us!
-We need help! -[masked woman grunts]
Carla!
[ominous music]
8[Trudy cries]
[Nadia] Carla!
Is she dead?
They killed her! They fucking killed her!
[Zoe] Look what you've done!
[Nadia crying]
Fuck!
What were you thinking?
Well, you saw what she did. What was I supposed to do?
We just--we just went from
making a few helpless models' followers send us money
to now... being guilty of a felony murder.
You think she's really dead?
I'm pretty fucking sure!
Fuck!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Listen, I-I-I'm done.
-I'm out. -But no, no, no, no, no.
-You said no one would get hurt. -Hey, hey.
It's gonna be okay. All right?
No.
-We're leaving now. -Hey.
-No, calm d-- -We gotta--
Hey, look at me. Calm down. Okay?
We're about to be paid.
We're gonna travel the world in matching Gucci sweatsuits.
We're gonna stay in one of those floating huts in the Maldives.
Don't forget about your 22 inch rims.
You still want those, right?
Yeah.
What was that?
Of course I do.
But we're not gonna make close
to the amount of money that we thought we were.
Okay, let's just take this little fucking win
and walk outta here, richer than when we walked in.
No.
[masked man] No?
The other side of the world is just waking up.
Let's just stay an hour, just one, and then we can go.
[masked man sighs]
One hour.
Yeah, I promise.
[ominous ambient music]
[door creaks]
Look.
[notification chimes]
-"Are you okay?" -[notification chimes]
-"What happened to your live?" -[notification chimes]
"Please come back"?
[woman] There's hundreds of them.
-[notification chimes] -Can we post something,
put their minds at ease?
[notifications chiming]
Good idea.
Hurry. Hurry, hurry.
[notifications chiming]
[woman] How's this for a caption?
"Sorry, the live stream cut out.
The service here is no bueno"?
Sure.
[chat bubble whooshes]
[man] Who the fuck is that?
Up! Get, get up!
[ominous ambient music]
[crickets chirping]
[indistinct shouting]
[masked man] Get the fuck up.
-Come on. -[models screaming]
Hm. Very nice.
Shit.
Unlike, unlike. Dude. [sighs]
[tense music]
[muffled screams]
[muffled groans]
[doorbell ringing]
[doorbell ringing repeatedly]
[doorbell rings]
[door creaks]
Can I help you?
[Steven] I'm here to see Nadia.
Nadia?
Yeah. I'm Steven, her boyfriend.
Nice to meet you, bro.
You seeing one of the models, too?
No.
All right.
Uh, will you just grab Nadia real quick?
-I wanna talk to her. -She isn't here.
I think you got the wrong house, maybe.
Okay. [scoffs]
[Steven chuckles]
This is funny. It's funny, I like it.
Um, she tell you not to let me in?
No.
Like I said, she isn't here.
It's time for you to go.
Okay.
Sorry to bother you.
No guys in the house, huh?
Go home, my guy.
[Nadia's voicemail] Hey, you've reached Nadia.
I'm either on a shoot, at a casting, or on a plane.
So leave a message, and if I like you,
I'll get back to you.
Bye.
Nadia, hey.
Uh, I don't like how we left things off,
so I, I just came back by to say that I'm sorry.
But this really weird dude answered the door,
and I remember you said that there were no guys allowed.
So, you know, I just wanted to make sure
that everything was okay.
Um, anyhoo.
I will be in my car for 30 or so,
if you wanna come out and talk.
Okay. I love you.
Um, bye.
No, that's...too desperate.
[app chimes]
Go home.
Please, go home.
Okay, just one big mother truckin' party.
[Steven sighs]
Okay.
[creepy ambient music]
[Steven sighs]
What in the?
[ominous ambient music]
Oh, my god.
[Steven breathing heavily]
Bro.
I thought I told you to leave.
[gunman grunts]
[gunman groans]
[both grunting]
[both breathing heavily]
What is going on, huh?
Huh?
-[Steven] Keep moving. Walk. -I'm going, my dude.
-[Nadia shouts indistinctly] -Nadia, are you all right?
Mm-hm.
Okay.
I'm gonna get you all outta here.
Put your weapon down.
[muffled screams]
If you shoot her, I will shoot him.
I swear to god I'm gonna kill him.
What are you waiting for?
[models whimpering]
[Steven] Don't make me ask you again.
I have day-played many a cop,
and I know my way around a gun.
Okay, good. Good, good.
Right there.
Yeah, that. One more step.
[zip ties scraping]
One more, stop right there.
[tense music]
Very good.
Go back.
[gun clatters]
Okay, good.
Take the tape off, untie them.
[Trudy pants]
[Nadia groans] Steven.
Pooh Bear. It's okay, I love you.
I love you so much. You're gonna be okay.
What are you doing?
I'm just reaching into my pocket,
to get something to cut the zip ties.
Okay, well, well, hurry up!
[Sydney groans]
[stammers] Start with her first.
Her, my girlfriend.
[masked woman scoffs]
Okay.
[Nadia groans]
[gun fires]
[man] Oh, fuck!
[Steven thuds]
[models scream]
[Nadia] Steven!
No! [screams]
Steven! Steven!
[ominous ambient music]
No! Steven!
[models crying]
[models scream]
[man 2] Oh, yeah, did I hit you?
Dude, my fucking ear.
[Nadia] Steven!
[models crying]
Steven! [cries]
What have you done?
[model screams]
Let me go, and I won't say a word about this.
[models crying]
Don't come any closer. Don't.
Who the fuck do you think you are, huh?
[models crying]
Hey, man.
You're getting blood on the floor.
Clean yourself up.
Go! Go!
[models crying]
[ominous ambient music]
[crickets chirping]
You just had to go and text him, huh?
[woman] He's just here to clean up after us.
If it wasn't for him, lover boy would've taken you out.
We'd both be in the backseat of a cruiser.
Well, the stupid fuck didn't have to
come in all bang bang.
You don't think anyone heard those shots?
No.
The cops would've been here by now.
That's comforting.
Will you sit fucking still?
[sighs]
[winces]
You gonna let me help you or not?
Yeah.
[woman sighs]
Look.
We have 50 thousand untraceable dollars.
Okay?
What isn't untraceable is our DNA
that's now inside that house.
[man groans]
Now you watch out what you say about Flip, all right?
That's my brother.
Foster brother. [groans]
[gasps]
[coughs]
[knife clanking]
[Trudy gasps]
[models whimpering]
[ominous ambient music]
[music continues]
[cleaner spraying]
[Trudy] Just run over there and grab it.
Run.
[Nadia] With that thing on her leg?
[Trudy] At least her legs are free.
Yeah, I don't-- I don't know, Trudy.
What is she supposed to do with it when she gets it?
Shoot him?
Yes.
I've never held a gun, let alone shot one.
It's easy.
You just point and pull the trigger.
[ominous music]
[model sighs]
[bottle spraying]
Look. He's gone.
Now would be the time to do it.
[all three shuddering]
[brush scrubbing]
[creepy ambient music]
[Nadia whispering] Come on, Zoe.
[brush scrubbing]
[ominous ambient music]
[Trudy whispering] Almost there.
[item clatters]
[cleaner spraying]
[brush scrubbing]
[Trudy whispering] She got it.
Come on. Come on.
[Nadia whispering] Come on, Zoe.
[Trudy whispering] Come on, let's go.
-[model] No, no, stop. -[model 2] No, no.
[indistinct shouting]
[Nadia] Stop! What are you doing? Don't touch her!
Get away! Get away!
Shut up! Shut up!
[Zoe crying]
-Open your mouth. -No, please.
-No, please. No, please. -Open.
[Nadia] That's Carla's blood.
[muffled crying]
[muffled groans]
[chair thuds]
[muffled crying]
[grunts]
Just chill.
Hey. Hey.
-You're gonna be all right. -[muffled crying]
[fire crackling]
[Nadia] Please! Please!
-Help! -The fuck is he doing?
[Nadia] Do something!
Please!
Stop him!
[door slams]
[ominous ambient music]
[woman] If only you hadn't seen my face.
[woman shouts]
[muffled crying]
[whimpering]
What's going on?
Please help us!
[Trudy] Help her! She's choking!
[Zoe shrieks]
Stop him.
You need to chill out.
Chill, chill, chill, chill, chill.
What the fuck?
-[Nadia grunts] -Chill.
That's enough, yo.
[shouting indistinctly]
[Nadia grunts]
[gun fires]
[gun clatters]
[Trudy gasps]
[Nadia panting]
[man] Hey, babe. Babe, babe, babe.
Babe.
No, no. Leave it.
You need to breathe. You need to breathe.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Shh.
[woman panting]
Shit. We need to get you help.
[woman groans]
-[man] We'll get you some help. -[woman] I'm fine.
Just get my money.
[woman groans]
I'm fine.
This is all your fucking fault.
[ominous music]
[plastic rustling]
[woman groaning]
[gentle ambient music]
[Trudy sighs]
I find it ironic that the followers
we seem to spend so much of our lives caring about
are also the reason we're even in this mess.
And now it doesn't even matter,
because that maniac is gonna kill us.
Don't say that, Trudy. [sighs]
We've seen all their faces.
They aren't gonna just let that go.
Pussy whip, come here.
Be in there, wait for me.
-I gotta talk to you. -[man] Okay.
[groans]
Let me see.
[groans, winces]
You're watching them, right?
[woman] Yeah.
Yeah?
Yes.
[gunwoman groans]
[Flip] They may be tied up,
but you still need to pay attention.
[Zoe breathing shakily]
[dramatic ambient music]
[groaning]
We all have to meet our end some day.
But not this way, and not today.
We just let these idiots walk through that front door,
take our phones, and kill our friends.
We've been fucked with long enough.
Zoe's right.
Look.
She's not even paying attention.
If we all get up at the same time,
and suck our stomachs in,
the rope should just drop to the floor.
Smart. Let's do it.
Okay.
Ready?
-Go. -[models grunting]
It's not working.
It's too tight.
[Zoe sighs]
Wait.
Wait, I have an idea.
There's a lighter in my pocket.
Can one of you guys reach it?
[Nadia grunts]
I can. I can.
Yes.
-[Nadia] Got it? -Yeah.
[Flip grunts]
[Flip claps his hands]
Hey.
I'm gonna let you putting your hands on the girl here slide.
It's only because my sister likes you so much.
Capiche?
-[knife clanking] -Let me ask you something.
Uh-huh.
Why didn't you cover up your face?
Any one of them can ID you now.
[scoffs]
Real fucking careless, if you ask me.
Yeah.
And uh, where did, uh, wearing mask get you?
Man, don't worry.
It's not gonna matter anyways.
[ominous music]
[model winces]
[model sighs]
-Ow. -Hurry, hurry.
Trudy.
[Trudy wincing]
Come on, Trudy.
Hurry, Trudy.
You know, pussy whip,
if you were planning on one day marrying my sister--
-[man] Foster sister. -Whatever.
You gotta ask for the family blessing.
And since I'm the only family she's got,
well, that means you gotta ask me.
But I'm not gonna give it to you.
What's your problem with me, huh?
[Flip] Brothers are always gonna have a problem
with their sisters' boyfriends.
Well, I got a problem with you.
And it's that I don't fucking trust you.
I know you shooting me was no accident.
Okay.
Okay?
Yeah.
So, look.
Usually, when I do this, I like to start at the feet.
So if they come back from the dead, they can't run away.
You feel me?
-Here. -[knife snaps]
You want that blessing?
No.
I ain't trying to be a part of this.
Nah, nah, "I'm not trying to be part of this"?
You-- [inhales deeply]
She was right.
What?
Annie said she didn't think you had it in you
to do any of this.
She didn't say that.
Well, if she thought you had the gonads for it,
what am I doing here?
Uh-huh.
[sighs]
Oh, bro, stop, stop. [laughs]
Fuck, pussy whip.
I'm fucking with you, pussy whip.
Fuck, man! You're fucked up!
Your face, right. [laughs]
They only do this shit in the movies, man.
I don't-- [laughs]
It's real fucking funny.
What are we gonna do, then?
[laughs] I got it, man.
[laughs]
[knife clanks]
[Trudy] Hey, bad guys.
Oh.
[Trudy] Hey, yoo-hoo, bad guys.
Hey, can one of you come here
-for a second, please? -Babysit.
[Trudy] Can I talk to you?
[plastic rustling]
Um, excuse me.
Bad guy?
I really need to use the bathroom.
You can piss right where you are.
It's number two, sir.
Well, then hold it.
I really can't hold it.
It would be completely inhumane
to keep me here tied up, sitting in my own shit.
[Trudy shouts indistinctly]
[Flip grunts]
-Annie! Annie, wake up! -[gasps]
[Flip] Shoot those cock suckers!
[gun fires]
-[Flip] What are you doing? -[Annie grunts]
-You're wasting 'em, shoot 'em. -[Annie groans]
[Flip] Give me the gun.
[Annie wincing, panting]
Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?
[Nadia] Run, Zoe! Get help!
-Zoe! Run! -Shut up!
Hey, shut up, shut up.
Listen. If she gets away, we go to jail for life.
Shoot that bitch.
[Nadia groans]
[tense music]
Stop!
I don't wanna shoot you.
Come back.
[gun fires]
[Zoe grunts]
[tense music]
Shit.
[fire crackling]
[Sydney crying]
[groans]
[breathing heavily]
I knew she used it.
[Flip] Come on. I know you're in here.
Come on.
Skid mark.
Huh, where you at?
[Trudy panting]
Nadia, duck!
Suck on a fucker, you fucking shit!
[tense music]
[Nadia screams]
[Annie grunts]
[shouting indistinctly]
[both gasping]
[Nadia choking]
[Annie gasps]
Doesn't feel good not being able to breathe, now, does it?
[Annie gasping]
[Annie choking]
[Trudy panting]
[garage door whirs]
[Trudy groans] Come on.
Hurry. Come on. Come on, come on.
[panting, shrieks]
Come on, please.
Come on, come on.
Help! Help!
Come on.
[garden hoe strikes]
[Trudy groans]
[tense music]
[Flip breathing heavily]
Hoe.
[crickets chirping]
[ominous ambient music]
Babe. Hey, babe. Hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
Wake, wake up.
Hey!
[Sydney grunts]
[gunman groans]
Okay, okay. Oh, okay, stop. Stop.
[crickets chirping]
[creepy ambient music]
[Zoe grunts]
[Zoe panting]
Help! Please!
Please.
[Zoe cries]
Please.
Help.
All right.
You wanna try this again?
[gun cocks]
Okay.
Put the gun down on the table.
Now.
All right.
Take it easy. You're in control.
Hey. Hey, hey.
Huh?
Take it easy.
You're in control.
[gun clatters]
Everyone's cool.
This is too easy. He's bluffing.
I'm bluffing! Oh!
-You got the gun! -[Sydney] Stay back! Stay back!
[Flip] What, are you gonna shoot me?
-Shoot! -[gun fires]
You fucking shot at me?
-Sorry, I'm trying! -[Flip] What are you gonna do?
-[Nadia] Again! -It's empty!
[Flip] The f--
You pull a gun on me once, shame on you.
You pull it on me twice...
[gun fires]
-[man] Oh, shit! -[Nadia] Oh, my god!
Hey.
You see where she went?
[sighs] No.
We gotta go. Come on, untie me.
[ominous ambient music]
[Nadia grunts] [Flip screams]
Fuck! Oh! [groans]
[panting, groaning]
[screaming]
[both grunt]
[both grunting]
[Nadia groans]
[Nadia coughs]
[Nadia gasping]
[knife slices]
[Flip sighs]
[music continues]
Flip.
[echoing] Flip.
Get me out of this.
[breathing heavily]
Asshole.
[Flip groans]
[Flip groaning]
[Flip breathing heavily]
[Flip winces]
[door creaks]
Nadia.
Hey. Hey.
The cops are on their way.
I had to come back.
I just couldn't leave you.
[Nadia breathing raspily]
You're okay.
[Nadia coughing]
[Nadia gasping]
Okay.
You're gonna be okay.
You're okay.
Stay with me, you'll be okay.
-[Nadia mutters] -[Zoe] What?
-[Nadia gasping] -What did you say?
Look out.
[Nadia gasps]
[knife clicking]
[man] Hey. Hey.
Here.
[dramatic music]
[gun fires]
[body thuds]
[gun clatters]
[somber music]
I just saved you. Please let me go.
Please. Please. I was only a pawn in my girl's game.
What is that even supposed to mean?
I didn't want any of you to get hurt.
You tried to shoot me.
Real talk.
She was obsessed with you girls.
Wanted tons of followers.
Wanted to be just like y'all.
She was so hyped when you talked to her.
And when that link worked to track your location.
What link?
I don't know, it was some kind of video.
Video?
What video?
Wait.
Goodguyclyde?
That was her?
Yes!
Yeah, see. I ain't lying.
Now, let me go, please.
Wait. Where is she?
You don't gotta do that. She--she's already dead.
[gun cocks]
Tell me!
She's in the hallway.
[creepy ambient music]
[Nadia breathing shakily]
[gun clatters]
[police sirens in distance]
["Those Years Are Over" by Sha La Das]
♪ When we were young and were both in school ♪
♪ We had to play
[officer] Let me see your hands!
Let me see your hands!
Walk towards me.
Walk toward me.
Keep your hands were I can see 'em.
Keep coming. Keep coming.
Keep coming.
Okay, guys, let's go. Keep your hands up.
All right, come with me.
I got her.
Go, go.
Check the house.
♪ Don't worry, baby
[officer 2] Move, move.
[officer 3] Over there, over this way.
Watch my back.
[officer 2] Got him?
♪ Don't worry baby
[officer 3] Let's go, stay alert.
♪ We're all getting older
[officer 4] Over here.
[indistinct chatter]
♪ You were at home, I was on the road ♪
♪ Each of us carried a separate load ♪
♪ Making the best of the daily grind ♪
[indistinct radio chatter]
♪ Worry and stress always on our minds ♪
[female dispatcher] 2632 Kevin.
[man on radio] 10-15-one-one, male suspect at 0257 hours.
1039 Pete Furlong.
[female dispatcher] 10-4, 26 on one white male subject.
10-15 at 257 hours.
♪ We're all getting older
[man on radio] We have EMS staging.
Have EMS come in.
[continues indistinctly]
[female dispatcher] 10-4.
[man on radio] I have six S-seven[indistinct]
one male, five females.
[female dispatcher] 10-4.
[man on radio] Multiple F-zeros located as well.
[Female Dispatcher] 10-4.
26 on Zoe?
[man on radio speaks indistinctly]
[female dispatcher] EMS[indistinct] 23.
EMS advisor, 26[indistinct] 97.
♪ Pages keep turning all through our lives ♪
[sirens waling]
♪ Mothers and fathers and husbands and wives ♪
[Annie panting]
♪ Each chapter has its own share of pain ♪
♪ Despite it all I would do it again ♪
♪ 'Cause those years are over
♪ Don't worry baby
♪ Yes, those years are over
♪ Don't worry baby
♪ We're all getting older
♪ Yes, those years are over
♪ Don't worry baby
♪ Those years are over
♪ Don't worry baby
♪ Ooh ooh ooh
♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
♪ Yes, those years are over
♪ Don't worry baby
♪ Those years are over
♪ Don't worry baby ♪
[singer vocalizing]
♪ Those years are over
♪ Don't worry baby