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[♪]
ROSE: ♪ The wheels on the bus go round and round ♪
♪ Round and round, round and round ♪
♪ The wheels on the bus go round and round ♪
♪ All through the town
[♪]
ROSE: ♪ The wheels on the bus go round and round ♪
♪ Round and round, round and round ♪
♪ The wheels on the bus go round and round ♪
♪ All through the town
[chuckles]
Hi.
[♪]
I'm Carrie. I like your song.
[♪]
[chuckles]
And I will be going now.
I'm sure you have a corn maze to get back to or something.
[♪]
[Carrie screaming]
[Gaby laughing]
Jesus Christ, Gaby.
You just scared the living shit out of me.
What's wrong with you?
Hey, don't use the good Lord's name in vain, bitch.
- What's wrong with you? - [both laugh]
- I hate you so much. - I hate you more, mama.
- Hold up, wait. You're here. - Uh-huh.
Wait, I thought you couldn't make it because of training.
Oh, my God. And your hair looks so cute.
What? And your skin, oh my God.
You are literally glowing, wait. Are you following any vloggers?
- No, I don't do that shit. - My back literally looks like...
Okay, dios mío. Vodka. Red Bull.
Calm the fuck down and land your plane, babe. Okay?
I will do no such thing.
When I see someone that I love,
I'm gonna shout it for the world to hear.
- I love Gaby Martinez. - GABY: I love you too, dumbass.
You're fucking nuts, bro.
Wait. Okay. No, no. Seriously, though.
Why aren't you at school?
Well, I tore my anterior cruciate ligament.
- Uh, what? - My knee.
Oh, your knee. Wait, shit. Gaby. I'm sorry.
Girl, I'm fine. I'll live.
Team doctors put me on the RICE diet.
- Yeah? - Rest. Ice.
Compression. Elevation.
So, I've wrapped my knee and I'll be resting, icing,
elevating.
Whatever it is. We're drinking this weekend.
Oh. I see.
- You see me. - You got the RICE diet.
- I got the RICE diet. - You're on the RICE diet.
I got the RICE diet.
I got the RICE pan.
I got that RICE [indistinct].
Okay, you really need to stop because I have
- all the rice in me. - Okay, okay.
- Holy shit. Olivia. - Whoa.
GABY: Oh god.
CARRIE: Hey, what did you pack?
Well, the E-vite said to prepare
for a weekend of fun and adventure.
Yeah.
So, I brought a couple of extra thongs.
And, uh-
What? Oh, my God.
- What? - Gaby, what the--?
- What? - Stop!
When I love something,
I shout it for the world to hear.
CHRIS: Yeah!
I've directed this scene so many times in my head,
- I deserve an Academy Award. - Chris! Oh, my God.
- I can't believe you're here. - It's okay.
I can't believe I'm anywhere while the sun is still out.
Yeah. [chuckles]
Sheesh! Gabalicious?
Damn! Okay.
Oh. Sheesh!
GABY, you're looking fit.
Christopher, you're looking 50 shades of stoned.
Fifty-one. I'm like the Viagra train.
You should hop on board.
Been there. Rode that.
Discovered I was riding on the wrong tracks,
but I will always be grateful
for my life-changing lesson from you.
Respect.
[both laughs]
How's the 400 treating you?
Fifty-one flat. How's 420 treating you?
14 grams flat.
So, what gives?
Princess ever coming down from her Hindu Kush mountain?
- We haven't seen her yet. - Yeah?
Interesting.
Hmm.
Hey, since she did invite us,
it would be super rude not to partake
in these delicious sweetie treaties.
- Knock yourself out. - Alright, man.
Yeah.
- Let them eat cake! - [scream, laugh]
- Oh my God. - Wait. Look at you.
I know.
The perfect princess as always.
Thank you, thank you. Oh my God.
I'm so excited you guys are here!
Aight.
Listen, I broke my own leg just to make sure
that I wouldn't miss it.
And that is why you have secured a spot
in my book of soulmates.
- Oh yeah? - Forever.
I broke my own bank account.
Uh, big bag.
- Yeah. - Give me.
A little jewelry box.
[chuckle]
Carrie, it's perfect.
Oh, just like you. Look.
Chris.
- Hi! - CHRIS: Hi.
Nice of you to say hi to me.
Do you have anything to keep Little Miss Princess happy?
CHRIS: Hmm.
[laughs]
Only if you like Scooby Snacks.
Winner, winner.
- Tofu and kale dinner. - Tofu and kale dinner.
Wait. So what's the plan, birthday girl?
SARAH: Only the greatest weekend ever.
OLIVIA: Oh my goodness!
SARAH: Hi!
OLIVIA: Yay!
- Hey! - Hey!
[laughing]
What's up, yo?
- SARAH: Oh, I know. - Shit.
Hey.
Don't be mad at me.
I'm not mad.
I just wish that you would have told me.
Well, if I told you, you wouldn't have come.
Are you serious? You're my best friend.
Of course, I'm gonna come.
I just would have prepared myself
for the toxic shit sandwich I'm about to be served.
Carrie, you're being dramatic.
Yes, she is a hot mess.
And yes, she is beautiful and rich.
And yes, she drives all of us crazy.
And yes, she's gonna go her entire life
without ever lifting a finger
and getting everything she wants.
And?
No and, those are just facts.
Okay.
Yeah, not helping.
OLIVIA: Look, she's my friend.
She's not the monster that you think she is.
And if you love me, you'll give her a chance.
Please. Please, please, please, please.
You're lucky it's your birthday.
That's right, I'm the birthday bitch.
- Yeah. - I love you.
[chuckles] Oh.
Hi.
- Hey, Carrie. - Hey.
You look great.
Ah, thanks.
So do you.
Thanks.
Well, this is fun.
All my best friends in the same place.
Best birthday present ever!
Speaking of birthdays, is this it?
It's all of us getting drunk and fat
on our old stomping grounds, which I'm so down for.
Oh, well, I am so glad you asked.
Ladies and gentlemen.
In order to celebrate the birth
of this magnificent, beautiful creature standing before you--
CARRIE: Oh, girl.
Bow, bitches, down.
Right, thank you.
From a very generous donation from the My Daddy Corp,
I have planned a weekend
filled with sex, drugs, and rock and roll.
[laugh]
We have passes to the hottest ticket around town.
The Blue Light Music Festival! [screams]
- What? - I love you all!
Not to rain on your downpour.
Not a phrase, makes no fucking sense.
Blue Light is like a bajillion miles away.
Maybe more.
No.
It's a 10-hour drive from here.
And if we leave now,
we'll get there just after midnight.
Guys, 48 hours of nonstop partying,
multiple stages.
- It's gonna be so lit! - SARAH: Yeah, okay.
[chuckles]
CHRIS: Let's go.
And um, I don't know if you've heard,
but since it's my birthday, I want to travel in style.
[truck honking in distance]
OLIVIA: Oh, yes.
- What? - Holy shit.
[Gaby speaks Spanish]
No way, bitch!
Alright, you whores, let's go!
[cheering]
[♪]
[indistinct shouting]
[screams]
Michael!
Okay, get a room.
I did. I drove it here.
Carrie!
[indistinct chatter]
[♪]
[cheering]
[♪]
Ooh.
MICHAEL: Oh, uh, shit.
Sorry, my bad.
Everyone, this is my roomie Jason.
Jason, this is my everyone.
- Hi Jason. - CARRIE: Hey.
- GABY: What's up? - CHRIS: What's up?
He doesn't talk much, 'cause he's an ex-Marine.
So he's mostly just calculating badass ways he can kill you,
- the way ex-Marines do. - [laughing]
Right.
Well, no one's an ex-Marine, you're a Marine for life.
But uh, yeah, I'm a Marine who also is a college student.
Huh.
Hey.
I'm Carrie.
Thank you for your service.
What?
Isn't that what you're supposed to say to someone
who's in the military?
Yeah, if you mean it.
OLIVIA: Okay, beautiful people!
Alright, since I am treating you like royals this weekend
with the best weekend ever,
I am not lifting a fucking finger.
So, I need all of you to grab this deliciousness
on the table, and load it into the RV.
It's called "the Beast"!
Yes, it is, baby.
Alright, now let's go. I want this weekend to be perfect!
- Yeah. - GABY: Alright.
I didn't mean to offend you with what I said.
- I uh-- - You're cool.
Hey Jason, um, would you be a doll
and help me with my luggage? My dad was in the Navy
and he said to always find a military man
in or out of uniform whenever help was needed.
Sure, lead the way.
SARAH: Great, this way.
[♪]
[chuckles] Oh God, of course.
Dude, where'd you steal this from?
MICHAEL: Didn't steal it. Borrowed.
My Uncle Grant.
CHRIS: Oh.
Do you even know how to drive this thing?
Made it here alive.
So, as long as we don't have to make
any left or right turns, we'll be fine.
- [Gaby chuckles] - Babe, that's not funny.
I'm kidding. No chance in hell we'll be fine.
Let's have a blast in the process
and let the adventure begin.
- Whoo, whoo! - Yay! I love you all!
Happy birthday to me!
[cheering]
Next stop, Blue Light!
- Blue Light! Blue Light! - Blue Light! Blue Light!
- Blue Light! - Blue Light!
♪ Call me when you get there
♪ You know traffic is a nightmare ♪
♪ Still I'm gonna drive there
♪ Pick you up and get you home
♪ It's been weeks since we were racing ♪
♪ From check-in to your gate
♪ And all the while I've been all alone ♪
♪ So won't you call me when you get there ♪
♪ Call me when you get there
♪ I've been losing my my mind, my sense of space and time ♪
♪ This feeling's so impossible
♪ So won't you call me when you get there ♪
♪ Call me when you get there
OLIVIA & CARRIE [TOGETHER]: Oh!
[cheering]
GABY: Find on your own island on that one, fuck face.
Drink motherfucker, drink!
- Drink! - Drink!
Drink! Drink!
Babe, my turn, my turn, my turn.
Eyes closed.
Hands up, bitches!
Alright.
McDonald's fries.
Overrated.
Interesting.
Nickelback.
Underappreciated.
Oh! Ding, ding, ding, ding!
We've got a loser!
Dude, wait, wait, wait.
You hate the Beatles, but you love Nickelback.
Straight up.
"Photograph" is like one of the best songs ever written.
- GABY: No taste. - Got me through our breakup.
Oh.
Next to your heartbeat where I should be
That's "Photograph" by Ed Sheeran.
- CHRIS: Ed Sheeran? Really? - Yeah, uh-huh. Dumbass.
Then who the hell is Nickelback?
- [Gaby & Carrie laugh] - OLIVIA: You're an idiot.
Alright, chug!
- Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! - Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Chug!
If you'll excuse me,
I'm gonna go and piss out my last good brain cells.
- Oh God. - Yeah, man.
[grunts]
[laugh]
Didn't he used to be like the smartest guy in school?
Yeah, no one's smarter.
- Fucking drugs! - Fucking drugs!
Oh, hey.
You look good.
Oh, Uncle Grant's stash box.
What?
Nope.
The fuck no.
[♪]
♪ [indistinct lyrics]
Pit stop!
[cheering]
Alright!
Alright, kids, good time to stretch those legs.
- Yeah. - Get some fresh air.
- Yeah. - MICHAEL: Use the bathroom.
- Yes. - Grab more munchies.
Heck yeah. - Yeah.
Post annoying pictures on social media.
[girls laugh]
MICHAEL: And enjoy civilization.
Who knows when we'll see it again.
Alright, let's go!
Everybody off! Chop-chop!
- Oh whoa, whoa, whoa. - What are you doing?
You wanna go unwrap that birthday present?
Yeah, I'd love to do that.
Whoo!
[♪]
Whoo!
[♪]
♪ Where'd you go?
♪ Ooh
Oh, okay.
Bom chicka--
No, no.
CHRIS: Rude much?
I hope he blows all her birthday candles.
Por favor, a dude's a dude.
Let's hope he finds her candles before they melt.
[both laugh]
MAN 1: Hey yo, yo, yo, mama, huh.
Happy to pump gas in your ass.
Happy to kick your tiny dick!
[laughing]
What the fuck did she just say?
She said...
- [mimics retching] - [blows raspberry]
Hey ladies, you have a great day.
Oh, thank you. Now that's a gentleman.
SARAH: Maybe they sell them inside.
[laughing]
[♪]
$37 is what it takes for me to fill up my little Honda,
which you know, I'm assuming give and take
is the same as the Beast, right?
Yeah, we could buy a little Honda
for what it takes to fill this thing up.
[chuckles]
And then there's uh, that.
Yeah, uh, the shock absorber test.
Yeah, classy.
Yeah.
I'm heading to get some stuff.
Do you want anything?
Um, I'm good.
Are you sure?
Because I'm gonna come back out loaded down
with Trimino, Funyuns, Teddy Grahams, Red Vines,
Nutter Butters, Fritos, and Cheetos.
Come on.
Yeah, that sounds--
I'll have some of yours.
[chuckles]
Okay.
We don't want any trouble.
We're just gonna get in our car and go.
Then get in your douche mobile and go.
Your pretty lady friend can hop her sweet ass in my love truck.
- Hey, assholes. - MAN 1: That's not necessary.
SARAH: Leave 'em alone.
Oh, look who came back for some more.
[scoffs] Don't you guys have a cross to burn
or a book to ban somewhere?
Oh, today's your lucky day, Senorita Suck-My-Dicka.
- What? - Oh.
MAN 2: Yeah, I normally like to eat a tamale, not fuck one.
But in your case, mm, I'm gonna make a hard exception.
Listen here, you inbred racist [speaks Spanish]
The only thing you're gonna be fucking tonight
is that dumbass buddy of yours.
[tires screeching, engine roars]
So much for being a gentleman!
Party's just getting started.
Fuck off!
MAN 1: Get her.
Get the hell off of me.
Oh, horny little slut needs a real man.
Hey, let go of my girlfriend before I--
Yo, shithead. [grunts]
CARRIE: Jason!
[grunting]
CARRIE: Careful!
No, Jason!
SARAH: Oh my God.
Oh!
[girls screaming]
CARRIE: Oh God!
OWNER: What the fuck? Guys, come on.
What the fuck?
[spits]
[engine rumbles]
[grunts]
That was total Hulk smash things,
next level badassery.
I would love to shadow you, be your intern.
What the hell's going on, man?
Pure insanity.
There were these racist assholes screwing with us.
Jason just stepped in and went bam like--
- Beat the shit out of 'em. - Yeah!
Well, technically we both did.
No, amor, you were so brave out there.
Oh my gosh, props to Jason and his mad skills.
They're lucky he didn't kill them.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Okay, no one's gonna die on my birthday, okay?
That would be a huge bummer. Agreed?
- Agreed. - Agreed.
SARAH: No one dies, I promise.
Jason!
[gasp]
Looks like I should have killed 'em after all.
[truck honking]
They're getting closer!
I'm surely not high enough for today's activities.
[truck honking]
You gotta go faster, Jason!
I'm driving a fucking house. I'm going as fast as I can.
[honks and crashes]
[indistinct shouting]
[crashes and honks]
[truck whirs]
Everybody hold on to something.
- Oh! - Oh my God!
[honks]
Come on, motherfucker.
Come on!
[truck whirs and honks]
Gun!
[gun shot]
[tires screeching]
[pants]
[♪]
That was some crazy straight up white people bullshit!
- OLIVIA: Oh my God! - CARRIE: Oh my God.
- [girls pant] - SARAH: Oh my God.
Hey, nice driving, dude.
OLIVIA: Yeah, saving our lives.
Boss move to becoming lifelong besties.
SARAH: Yeah.
[kisses]
Thank you for your service. [pants]
[♪]
Oh shit, shit, no, no.
Fuck, fuck.
Shit, shit, no.
Fuck, fuck, shit.
No, no, no, no.
Fuck me!
Bumper's jacked.
Uncle's gonna make my face jacked.
[clears throat] Not to be Captain Obvious,
but uh, this whole thing's a piece of shit.
Hey, shut it.
Hey, baby, it's okay. It's not your fault, alright?
[speaks Spanish] Fucking... [speaks Spanish]
Yeah, I'm calling the cops.
What? What? No.
Carrie, please, please. Who are-- who are you calling?
The cops!
We have to report this.
These guys just tried to kill us.
OLIVIA: No, no, no, no, no, no.
We'd have to wait here for them to arrive.
I'm sorry, I might be mistaken,
but I'm pretty sure we have more drugs on board
than a Colombian cartel.
Mostly just inside of moi.
Besides, you wanna risk Jason getting arrested
for kicking the living shit out of both of them.
Of course not, but--
HIGHWAY PATROL OFFICER 1: Highway Patrol,
what is your location and emergency?
Look, Carrie, what happened sucked.
It did.
But it's over, right?
So can we please just go to the festival like we planned?
Please?
HIGHWAY PATROL OFFICER 1: Hello? Do you need assistance?
Carre, it's my birthday.
I just want to have fun.
HIGHWAY PATROL OFFICER 1: Hello?
Please?
- Okay. - Thank you.
- Okay. - OLIVIA: I love you.
CARRIE: Yeah, I love you, too.
Okay, bad things happen to good people,
blah, blah, blah,
but we shouldn't let it ruin our weekend.
Michael, I'll give you my credit card
and you can have the Beast fixed before your uncle sees anything.
Good as new.
Seriously?
That would be amazing.
Oh, we're family.
We're in this together.
So sweet of you, thanks.
OLIVIA: Okay.
We have been standing on the side
of a dirty, muddy road for too long.
Let's get our asses to Blue Light!
- Okay, baby, baby, sure? - What?
Sure.
But first we need to figure out the whole
get-our-asses-there part.
Easy-peasy.
We just go back to the truck stop, start over.
Problem solved, let's go!
No, we shouldn't waste time backtracking.
Yeah, no, look, he's right.
We're already behind on schedule,
so we need to find the best route forward from right here.
Oh yeah, I think I got something, guys.
Gaby!
Alright, it's kind of sketch, but it looks like this route
will get us to Blue Light two hours later than planned.
- OLIVIA: That's fine. - Sold! Everybody,
- back to the beast! - Yeah, that's sick.
- So it's looking good. - OLIVIA: Yes, okay!
Blue Light, Blue Light, Blue Light.
Let's go, let's go. Party, party, party!
[The Beast whirs]
[♪]
- Blue Light! Blue Light! - Blue Light! Blue Light!
We're going to Blue Light.
Blue Light, Blue Light.
We're going to Blue Light.
Blue Light.
GABY: Eh, check it out now.
[indistinct chatter]
[♪]
Pretty kick-ass driving back there.
Is that military training?
No, I actually used to steal a lot of cars.
So you know, you don't want to get caught,
you got to be a kick-ass driver.
Oh. [chuckles]
I've never met anyone who's stolen a car before.
That's um, that's cool.
You still haven't. I'm--
[clears throat] I'm sorry, I'm just fucking with you.
- I didn't-- - [chuckles]
- Stupid. - Okay.
When you're stationed in Afghanistan,
you realize pretty quickly that the key to staying alive
is being a defensive driver.
It's better than bullets.
[The Beast whirs, stops]
OLIVIA: Shit, I lost the signal again.
- Anyone got a signal? - I got a signal.
It says to go straight.
No, take a right maybe.
Gaby, no maybes.
Fuck, I lost signal,
but I'm pretty sure it said take the road on the right.
Babe, fuck it, just take the righty-tighty road, okay?
CARRIE: Yeah.
If you can't trust a future Olympian,
who the hell are you gonna trust?
- Right. - Yeah, right?
Yeah. [chuckles]
[The Beats whirs]
[♪]
Alright, got one.
1988, but it's the entire United States,
so the basic highways should still be the same.
You figure out where we are and I will blow you myself.
Look at my man, taking one for the team.
That's hot, baby.
- [toilet flushing in back] - [laughs]
Whoohoohoohoo!
Just a heads up, you do not wanna go in there.
Something died inside of me and fell out.
Shit is nasty.
[laughs]
Jesus, are you well?
Open all the fucking windows.
- Now! - CHRIS: No, leave it.
- Oh my God, oh my God. - GABY: [speaks Spanish]
It's like toxic, ugh.
CARRIE: What?
Why would someone just leave a nice car like that?
Out here in the middle of nowhere?
Maybe they ran out of gas.
What did they do, just walk?
We've been driving for miles, we haven't seen anybody.
Okay, maybe they got a ride.
I don't know, maybe they stole the car and ditched it.
Maybe they got kidnapped, who knows, who cares?
God, you think of the stupidest shit
for a smart girl sometimes.
[The Beast whooshes]
♪ Sitting here on this rainy day ♪
♪ Looking out the window as we drive away ♪
♪ Nothing ever goes my way
♪ When people ask if I'm okay
♪ I don't even know where to begin ♪
♪ To answer your questions
♪ Feels like I am swimming, [indistinct] ♪
♪ Working my way to the surface ♪
♪ Surprised my lungs haven't burst yet ♪
♪ I feel the current pulling me ♪
♪ Pulling me, pulling me down
Boom goes the dynamite.
Quick stop to check for directions.
Next stop, Blue Light, final stop, party!
[all cheer]
I got this, bro.
I'll go in. You've been driving.
[grunts]
It's okay, bro.
You just lay right there and do nothing.
Why did you invite him again?
'Cause he's our friend, Michael.
Plus, he brought the best birthday present.
You even know what that does?
It's either an upper, downer, makes me fly or invisible.
But half the fun is not knowing. [chuckles]
I know that's right.
Here, I'll get him to bed.
MICHAEL: Okay.
I'll go with you, Michael.
MICHAEL: Cool.
[indistinct lyrics in distance]
[chuckles]
Does this ever feel like the longest road trip ever?
Wait until we're hungover driving back post Blue Light.
- [laughs] - Shut up.
Don't say that out loud, Michael.
♪ Just a mark on a stone where a young man was slain ♪
I've seen this movie.
Hi.
Um, I'm sure that you've heard this before,
but we might be kind of lost.
We'd really appreciate your help.
Uh, we're headed to the Blue Light Music Festival
for my girlfriend's birthday.
It's supposed to be pretty cool. A lot of awesome bands.
Turn around and go back down the highway.
Cell service is for shit, so Google Maps is worthless.
But if I'm reading this map correctly,
it looks like this road cuts directly through here,
which would save us a bunch of time from backtracking.
Also, uh, we'd love to get a pretty big dinner order to go.
We have an RV full of hungry college students.
We're closed.
Looks pretty open to me.
We just need a little bit of help, dude.
[♪]
I said we're closed.
I also said for you to turn around
and go back down the highway.
So help?
It's been given, dude.
Excuse me?
I'm so sorry to interrupt.
Would anyone happen to know
where the road out front eventually goes?
[♪]
Really?
No one here speaks English?
[gasps]
Well, Mr. Smith & Wesson do.
And they we said we're closed.
Okay, come on, Michael.
Thank you, sir, for your help. We're gonna be going.
[door opens]
[laughing]
- Hey, is everything okay? - Goddamn rednecks.
Dude, oh my God.
Hey.
We asked the bartender for directions,
and he pulled a gun on us,
and told us to turn around and get back to the highway.
- What? - Yeah.
Not leaving them a good Yelp review.
Fuck him!
I should have kicked his country fried-ass!
Hey, baby, hey.
I'm so sorry that happened.
That is so fucked up.
Let's get out of here, okay?
Maps don't lie.
People do.
Now, this map shows the road going directly through,
and when we had cell service, it showed the exact same.
There's nothing left to talk about.
[♪]
Alright, couple of hours on here,
and then we should hit the interstate.
It's a straight shot from there.
MICHAEL: King of the road, brother.
Yo, Chris, you still alive back there?
Deadbeat's still in stoner slumber.
Knowing him, he'll wake up just as we get to Blue Light,
little shit. [chuckle]
Speaking of, was it, you know--
- Little? - Yeah.
I don't have a lot to compare it to.
Oh my God, no, it's huge.
Like an anaconda.
Does hurt a bit.
Hey, how the hell do you know that?
Oh, please, before we became a thing,
I played truth or dare with the whole school
to see everybody's things.
Oh my God, she did.
- That's some bullshit. - OLIVIA: Yeah.
- Okay, birthday girl. - Oh yeah.
- Fuck, marry, kill. - Ooh, okay.
Michael, Jason or Chris?
Oh man, this is a really hard one.
Um, I'll probably fuck Chris
because of the whole, you know, it being huge thing.
- Oh, there's that. - Watch it there.
Oh, um, and then I'll definitely marry Michael.
Aw. That's sweet, that's a good answer.
Yeah, you better put a ring on it.
And then, Jason, I'm sorry, I just simply don't know you,
so I'm gonna have to kill you.
Logical.
Okay, Carrie, Carrie, Carrie, Carrie, Carrie, Carrie.
I don't want to play anymore.
You should be nervous.
Uh, fuck, marry, kill.
Okay, oh my God.
- Gabster. - Yeah!
Sarah.
CARRIE: Okay.
- And me. - Ooh.
Yeah, and you guys gotta act 'em all out.
Oh, fuck off!
In your dreams, frat boy!
Keep your eyes on the road, okay?
- Yeah. - There's precious cargo here.
- GABY: Yeah! - You got a fucking cargo.
Yeah.
Um, well, obviously, right off the bat,
- I would fuck Gaby. - Hell yeah!
Ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
- Go, go, go! - Oh my God! [laughing]
OLIVIA: You're gonna fall, bitch.
You know, 'cause she seems like--
Because I'm the only one here
who can make ladies achieve lift-off.
- She's not wrong! - The only one.
- GABY: Yeah! - Man, whatever, whatever.
[all laugh]
As for the rest of you uh...
Marry Olivia, kill me.
Right?
- [laugh] - Okay, hold on.
There are a lot of variables to consider
between the two of you.
- [The Beast crashes] - [all scream]
[tires screeching]
- Michael? - Everyone okay?
The brain dead could sleep through
a goddamn hurricane back there.
What the fuck? Did you hit a deer or something?
I don't-- don't know. I didn't see anything.
What the fuck was that?
What do you mean, well, there was something.
I didn't-- I didn't see anything!
Hey, hey, hey! Everyone, calm down, chill out.
Take a breath, okay?
Jesus Christ.
Hey, hey, baby, it's really dark out there, okay?
No one's blaming you.
If we hit something, we have to check it out.
It could be injured.
- Or it could be a branch. - JASON: She's right.
Besides, if we did hit an animal and it's still alive back there,
you do not want to be waltzing back there
to check on it.
A wounded animal is the most unpredictable thing.
Well, what if it wasn't an animal or a branch?
- What if it was a person? - Oh, Carrie!
Who the hell is wandering around here
in the middle of the night?
We saw that abandoned car back there.
[speaks Spanish]
That abandoned car was forever ago!
Stop talking crazy!
I'm not talking crazy, okay?
We don't know what we ran over.
I think all the options are still on the table.
MICHAEL: Look, fuck this.
I'm not waiting around to find out what we hit
or didn't.
[engine starting]
Come on. Come on!
Shit! Goddammit!
This can't be happening.
My uncle's gonna freak the fucking shit out
and then my dad's gonna triple it.
Hey, hey, it's okay.
How about you let me talk to them?
Your uncle loves me.
He will understand. It's my birthday.
Baby, he doesn't know I took his RV.
No one does.
What?
Michael, you specifically told me that you talked--
I know-- I know what I told you.
Baby, I know what I-- I know what I told you.
But that doesn't mean it was true.
We needed to find a way to get to Blue Light for the weekend.
- Fuck this. - He was out of town on business.
Michael!
So I figured what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
Okay, relax. Shit happens.
Every single one of you in here has lied to your family
about something big before.
That's life.
I still have daddy's black Amex.
It won't matter the cost.
We'll fix it.
The credit card is nice, but it literally doesn't matter
if we can't reach anyone to send a tow truck
to wherever we are.
I don't have a signal.
Does anyone have signal? Like can you check?
- JASON: No, I don't. - No.
- Fucking great, great. - No.
Okay, so what-- what are we supposed to do?
We see what we need to do to get this thing
fucking running again.
Okay.
- Right? - CARRIE: Okay.
- He's right. - Let's go.
- I'll go check it out, Jason. - What?
- Whoa, whoa! - Hop in the driver's seat--
- Michael! - And I'm good. I'm good.
I'll let you know when to gun it.
Got it.
Alright, cool.
[kiss]
Will you just be careful, please?
I survived Hell Week at my fraternity.
I sure as hell can survive an empty road at night, baby.
CARRIE: Um, hey, maybe you can check on--
MICHAEL: What I hit?
[door opens and closes]
[insects chirping]
[♪]
It's all good out here!
Couldn't have been a deer or even a person.
Not a scratch. No sign of impact.
It's weird as hell.
[leaves rustling in distance]
[♪]
It's gotta be a branch.
There's a goddamn forest out here.
You're welcome, non-doubters.
Okay.
[insects chirping]
[♪]
Nothing's underneath. Start her up.
[engine sputters]
What would you do in Afghanistan
when you had vehicle trouble?
Pray.
Start it again.
[engine sputters, starts]
- [gasps] Yes! - Yes!
MICHAEL: Yes!
[cheering]
[Olivia laughing]
[indistinct chatter]
[laughing]
[♪]
[laughing]
[screaming]
Ah, Michael!
Michael!
Oh my God, Michael.
- Where is Michael? - I don't know.
He was coming back in a second ago. Michael!
Olivia, what the hell are you looking at?
Tell us what you saw. What happened to Michael?
Stop yelling at her, she's scared!
I'm going out there. She's going into shock.
- GABY: Fuck! - We need to lay her down now.
- SARAH: Okay, no, wait. - JASON: Clear the couch.
SARAH: Okay, okay.
Grab that pillow. Put it under her head.
Right here. And we need to elevate her feet.
Give me that blanket, we have to keep her warm.
CARRIE: It's okay.
[Olivia whimpers]
JASON: Alright. She should be fine.
We just need to keep her wrapped up and watch her.
[scream in distance]
Shh.
Did you guys hear that?
- What? - What did you hear?
I don't know.
I thought it was some kind of scream like from far away.
Maybe an animal.
I didn't hear anything. Jason, did you?
Shh.
[scream in distance]
ENTITY: Michael!
What the hell?
ENTITY: Michael!
Fuck this. I'm going out.
No, wait, wait. We don't know what's out there.
- You shouldn't-- - Michael's out there.
We know that.
GABY: Whoa, where did you get that?
Ammo box by my seat.
You just reached in and happened to find a gun?
No, I planted it there
when I was still plotting to murder you all.
Jesus Christ, I found it when I was looking for maps.
Give me a break.
ENTITY: Michael!
[multiple people laughing]
Any more questions? Or can I go find our friend?
[door opens]
[♪]
What's he doing?
Scoping it out.
Hey, I didn't mean to lose my shit on Olivia.
How is she?
It's okay. She's resting.
Can someone go check on Chris?
CARRIE: I'm on it.
Chris.
Chris, you have to wake up.
Chris, wake up!
Wake up, damn it!
This is insane.
Jason?
- Where is he? - I don't know.
He was standing right there in front of the windshield.
When I looked back for a second, he wasn't there.
Jason!
Oh my God!
Hi.
[gasp]
[♪]
I think I see something down there.
Be careful.
[♪]
We officially qualify as a shit show on wheels.
Not how Olivia imagined her birthday weekend would go.
[♪]
[leaves rustling]
[person laughing]
JASON: Michael!
Is that you?
ENTITY: Michael!
[entity laughing]
[leaves rustling]
[♪]
JASON: Michael?
Is that you?
Come on, is that you?
[♪]
JASON: I've got a gun, asshole!
And I'm not afraid to fucking use it!
I'm not fucking around here!
Come on!
ENTITY: [indiscernible speech]
[panting]
[leaves rustling]
[♪]
JASON: Oh, are you fucking kidding me?
Holy fuck.
[pants]
[screams]
[gunshots]
Jason.
Get down!
[scream]
[panting]
What the hell?
- Who's Jason shooting at? - I don't know.
How do we know that he's the one doing the shooting?
We have to do something.
Yeah.
Okay.
Wait, Carrie, where are you going?
What are doing? Carrie. Carrie.
Something.
You have a better idea?
[♪]
[screaming]
[pants]
[door creaking]
[screaming]
Run!
[gasping]
Fuck it.
Lock the door!
[screaming]
[indistinct shouting]
[♪]
[gasping]
[indistinct whisperings]
SARAH: We need to get the hell out of here!
- [engine starts] - Oh, yes!
Shit!
It's working, it's working, it's working!
Fuck yeah, go, go, go, go, go!
Go, go ,go!
Yeah, yeah, go! Go, go, go!
Don't you dare get your foot off that pedal, Sarah, go!
Oh, you can count on that, girl!
- [crashes, tires screeching] - [gasp]
You've got to be fucking kidding me with this shit.
[engine revving] [-tires spinning]
- Just-- - Okay.
What do you think I'm doing?
Oh, what's going on, what's going on? Hey! Hey! Hey!
No, Sarah stop reversing.
I'm not! Something's pulling us!
- [engine roaring] - [tires screeching]
What the fuck is pulling us?
There's nothing back here!
Well, then you explain what the fuck is happening?
I don't know what's happening! Why the fuck?
[engine stops]
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
This isn't possible.
No, we're in the same exact spot that we were before.
No, no, no, that can't be right.
GABY: Fuck, apparently it can.
Just try going forward again, Sarah, go!
[engine sputters]
- It's dead. - Okay, try again. Try again!
Try it again, Sarah, just pull it again!
Fucking try it again!
Gaby! Stop it!
[crying]
- She's trying, it's not-- - Oh, nice fucking tears!
Stop it! It's not her fault, she's trying!
- I don't wanna die! - You're not gonna die.
We just need to stay calm and just-- just stay calm, okay?
Oh, that's a fucking genius plan.
You know what? How about dialing it back
with the attitude a little bit?
We're all in this together, Gaby.
I'm sorry.
[crying] Fuck!
GABY: Sorry.
It's okay, it's okay. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, you're okay, you're fine.
You're okay, you're fine.
[Sarah sobbing]
CARRIE: Guys.
Guys, the windows.
Oh my God.
[♪]
I guess they must have closed when we were--
Dragged back?
Yeah, something like that.
SARAH: I wish Michael and Jason were here.
Shit.
SARAH: Jason's military background would be every--
Would do what, Sarah?
Jason had a gun and he knew how to use it
and that didn't help him. Whatever's out there is like--
What if it's them? Hmm?
What, who?
GABY: Michael and Jason.
Fucking with us, trying to scare us.
Are you serious?
- GABY: Why not? - I-- I don't know.
Maybe like a thousand reasons why not.
First of which, Michael's girlfriend
is currently catatonic on the couch.
If they really wanted to punk us,
that's one seriously messed-up birthday present for her.
What if she's in on it?
Olivia?
GABY: Yeah.
Think about it.
Who's the biggest drama queen and prankster we know?
Loves creating Instagramable moments for the world to see.
This whole thing could be one big prank on us.
Oh my God.
No, no, no, Gaby's right.
I mean, think about it. What do we know?
Michael goes missing and the only person around
to witness what happened was Olivia.
Then Michael's roommate magically finds a gun,
goes looking for him.
We hear gunshots, but none of us see anything.
Except for Jason.
Come back in covered in what looks to be blood,
but you can buy buckets of that shit online.
No, we literally saw him get sucked into the void.
We don't know what we saw.
Okay, fine.
But why? Like to any of this? Why?
Olivia was so excited to get to Blue Light
as early as we could.
What if we were never going to Blue Light?
Maybe this whole thing was just a way to get us in the RV
and on the road.
A road that we're now on thanks to a map that Jason found.
- Yeah. - Okay, but I was with Michael
when we showed the bartender that map.
Ah, but what did the bartender tell you?
To turn around.
And did we?
No.
No, instead we followed Michael and Jason
down to whatever rabbit hole they had planned for us.
They could have come out here days ago.
- Rigged the whole shit. - Rigged?
It's probably a fucking dead end, no traffic.
[sighs]
Perfect spot for a prank.
Shit.
No, we gotta give them points.
They're good.
And Michael's whole sob story
about stealing this RV from his uncle.
- All fucking bullshit. - All bullshit.
And this would be so messed up if they really did that.
Or it would be the greatest birthday prank ever.
Let's say for the sake of argument that you're right.
Do you really think that Meryl Streep over there
could keep this act up the whole time?
Why fake it?
Dr. Feelgood back there has plenty of stuff
- in his joy bag. - Oh, yeah, yeah.
We all watched her take that pill.
Oh, she did that.
She said she didn't know what it did,
but what if it was a sleeping pill, you guys?
Sure would help keep the illusion alive.
- She hasn't moved once. - You're fucking right.
Okay.
Even if some of that makes sense--
Mmhmm.
How can you explain this RV being pulled back
to the same exact spot that we were just in?
We just saw that.
Truck winch.
Michael's fucking truck.
Oh my God.
Michael and Jason come out here a few days ago,
leave the truck,
then when they go missing, get in the truck, get the winch,
hook it up, we try to leave, bam!
Hashtag jokes on us suckers.
SARAH: Oh my God.
She's good, she was fucking good.
No, no, no, no, no.
Gotta flip the narrative, Carre.
Best part of this prank will be Olivia's face.
When we bust her, she's gonna love it and hate us.
[chuckle]
Then Michael and Jason get back on board
and we can finally go to Blue Light.
It was that much.
So how do we prove that she's faking it?
What does a girl who can smoke endless amounts of weed hate?
She gags and vomits.
Just a whiff.
- Remember? - Cigarette smoke.
- SARAH: Bingo. - Yeah.
Yeah.
- But none of us smoke anymore. - Yeah.
What? I thought you said you quit smoking in high school.
Ooh, shocker, I lied.
- Let's go viral, bitches. - Okay.
Okay.
How do I look? How do I look?
Give it a sec.
[gasp, laugh]
- Ew. - Look like a rat's nest.
Okay.
I was not ready, okay.
- Okay, you good? - [clears throat]
- [chuckle] Yes. Yes. Yes. - Okay.
Go.
[speaks Spanish] It's your girl Gabster here.
And Sarah C.
And we are in the middle of fucking nowhere.
And we're about to twist this bitch.
It's been a while since we've checked on Olivia.
I'm starting to get very worried.
- She looked really, really sick. - GABY: I know.
And it's so sad she can't celebrate her birthday.
Hmm.
What should we do, Sarah?
We let her die and fuck Michael.
[speaks Spanish]
[lighter flicks]
Busted bitch!
[laughing]
Wait. She's not reacting.
And she's not that good of an actress.
[loud thud]
[screams]
[loud thud]
GABY: What the fuck?
[screaming]
SARAH: Oh my God!
Stop!
[gasping]
Help me get that seatbelt on her.
It'll be safer from whatever.
Gaby, you want to help?
SARAH: Gaby.
GABY: Chris, get up, you dumb worthless fuck!
Chris!
Get the fuck up!
Get up! Stop fucking around!
Chris? Chris, honey? Chris?
Guys? Guys! Something's wrong with Chris!
Come here now!
- SARAH: What did he take? - GABY: I don't know.
- What didn't he take? - Jesus Christ.
- Chris. - Hey honey, can you hear me?
Hey, Chris, can you hear me?
You guys help me put him on his side, okay?
- SARAH: Okay. - GABY: One...
- Two, three. - Two, three.
Go! Go! Go!
Up, up, up. Okay, now it's okay.
- Molly, ecstasy, Adderall? - Jesus.
GABY: Chris, I swear to God, if you fucking die,
I'll fucking kill you!
Wake up!
[Chris coughing]
Get it out. That's good. Get it out.
Okay, okay, okay.
Good job. Good job. Good job.
Okay, you're okay.
Hey, baby.
I had the craziest dream.
Did you? Yeah?
And you were there.
And you.
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Michael and Jason weren't there.
They're dead.
[♪]
How did he know that?
He had to have heard us talking.
Okay, but what are we gonna do now?
We don't have the luxury of passing out.
We can't just sit here on our asses, guys.
No, that's exactly what we should do.
We don't know what's out there.
CARRIE: We know all the dead animals are in here.
What if that's it?
What if it was an animal?
A bear?
I don't know if a bear could pull us back,
but the rest of the shit it could have done.
It would have to be a pack of bears.
Okay.
Or a pack of pissed-off truckers.
No way.
We lost those asshats a long time ago.
What if we didn't? They're truckers.
They probably know every back road around this place.
They don't know our route.
Nobody does. Not even us.
Back at the Roadhouse.
We made it clear exactly where we were going
- and which road we were taking. - Are you hearing yourself?
Captain KKK and his sidekick Little Adolf
were never at the Roadhouse.
I think that I might have seen their truck
pulling into the parking lot as we were leaving.
GABY: What?
Carrie, why wouldn't you tell us this?
Oh my God. It happened so fast, and it was-- it was dark,
and I just saw their taillights as we were pulling out,
and I figured that if I said anything,
you guys would have just called me crazy again, so--
SARAH: Yes, and we would have been right to call you crazy.
Are you kidding me?
You have no idea what you saw other than some random lights
on a random truck at a random diner.
They could have tracked us down.
That place could have been filled with people they knew.
Maybe they even called ahead
and told them to look out for us.
That would explain their creepy behavior towards us.
I'm not buying it.
It's as good an explanation as bears
or a non-existent prank?
Maybe it wasn't a prank.
Maybe it was Jason. Think about it.
We know, no shit about him except for he's sketchy as fuck.
We've seen his violent side
and he's the only one currently with a gun.
Jason's a good guy.
Okay, well a lot of good guys come back
from war with PTSD, Carrie.
He could have been a ticking time bomb waiting to explode.
The last thing he said to us was run.
He wanted us to leave the safety of our RV.
It would have been open hunting grounds for him.
I'm sorry, you're being paranoid.
I'm not fucking being paranoid!
Carrie is the only one allowed to have the right answer.
- Always. - You know what?
- I didn't say that. - You didn't have to!
You were always smarter than the rest of us dumb bitches!
- Right? - Oh God, guys, stop!
We don't know shit about shit.
The only thing we do know is we have each other.
And until we get on the other side
of whatever the fuck this is,
we better act like the lifelong friends
we've been pretending to be.
OLIVIA: Yes, I understand.
Olivia? What the fuck?
Olivia, who are you talking to?
Okay, I will. I promise.
Olivia, we need your phone right now to call for help.
If she has signal, we should all have signal.
Check your phones. Call 911.
- CARRIE: What the fuck? - I've got nothing.
No, me neither. I don't see anything.
Olivia?
Olivia! What?
She couldn't have just vanished. She was right there.
[phone rings]
Asshole! I knew this was a setup.
Michael, what the hell is go--
OLIVIA: [On phone] Michael, what the hell is--
Stop it. Who is this?
OLIVIA: [On phone] Stop it. Who is this?
What do you want?
OLIVIA: [On phone] Fuck, marry, kill.
Olivia. [groans]
- Oh my God. - Fuck this.
- [groans] - Oh my God, Gaby!
You're okay, you're okay. Come on. Come on.
GABY: We're getting Olivia. I'm not leaving her out there!
- Okay, okay, okay! Let's go. - CARRIE: Be careful, be careful.
SARAH: Come on. Let's go.
GABY: Why the fuck isn't it opening?
SARAH: Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop, stop!
Whoever is doing this doesn't want us to leave.
Can't you see that? Enough.
Olivia! Olivia!
[honking]
GABY: Olivia. What the hell is she doing?
- Olivia. Olivia! Come back! - Olivia! [indistinct speech]
- Olivia! No! - What the fuck are you doing?
Olivia!
[indistinct yelling]
[honking]
[♪]
- Where are you going? - Olivia!
- Olivia, I swear to god! - Olivia!
- Olivia, stop! - GABY: What are you doing?
OLIVIA: Michael? Michael?
Michael?
I came.
Alone. Just like you asked.
What is she doing?
Who the hell is she talking to?
Everything's gonna be okay. We can be together again.
Michael?
GABY: Where the fuck did that fog come from?
- Olivia! - Olivia!
GABY: Turn around!
SARAH: Olivia, turn around!
Olivia!
MICHAEL: Olivia. Come on. Come on this side.
OLIVIA: Michael?
- MICHAEL: Olivia. - [chuckles]
OLIVIA: Michael, I can see you now.
MICHAEL: [indistinct speech]
♪ Happy birthday to you
OLIVIA: Michael?
MICHAEL AND OTHERS: ♪ Happy birthday to you
OLIVIA: Michael, Michael, what-- what's-- what's going on?
Michael? Michael?
MICHAEL AND OTHERS: ♪ Happy birthday, dear Olivia
OLIVIA: Stop! Stop, just-- No, just get away from me!
Leave me alone! No!
[sobs]
MICHAEL AND OTHERS: ♪ Happy death day to you
[cries, pants]
[sniffles] No!
Get away from me! Get away from me!
[sobs]
Olivia!
Where did she go?
Oh, I can't see her. I can't see her.
[sobs]
Attagirl!
- Come on, Olivia. [laughs] - Come on.
[pants]
Fuck you!
[pants]
Come on, Olivia.
Let me in, guys! Guys, open the door!
Guys, let me in!
CARRIE: Olivia, keep running!
OLIVIA: Open the door!
What is happening?
Guys! Open the door! Please!
Gaby, open the door!
Let me in.
Open the door!
[screams]
Please help me! Gaby!
Screw this.
Sarah, stop!
She is not opening that fucking door!
You think Olivia is out there,
then who the hell is on that road?
OLIVIA: Gaby, open the door! Let me in!
- Gaby, let me in! Let me in! - What if it's her?
It's not her, Gaby! Look, dammit!
OLIVIA: Open the door, Gaby!
Guys, let me in! Please!
[sobs]
OLIVIA: Please guys, open the door.
Please. Please.
Gaby. Please. Open the door.
Open the door.
She didn't just vanish.
She must have got confused
and wandered into the woods, right?
She-- she'll be-- she'll be back.
Sure, with Michael and Jason.
[sighs]
We should have done more to help her.
There was nothing that we could have done, Carrie.
GABY: We could have never pissed off those truck drivers.
We could have just stayed on the highway.
We could have turned around. We were told to turn around.
We could have never come on this fucking trip!
We could have never stayed friends after high school.
We could have never stayed friends
after we did really fucking shitty things
to each other.
Oh no, there's a hell of a lot we could have done
to not get us to the exact point of being hunted and killed!
Shoulda, coulda, woulda, Gaby.
- God, Sarah! - Okay, you know what?
We're here now.
The past doesn't matter.
And if we want to make it through,
whatever this is,
we have to work harder at workin' together, right?
Oh, fuck, Carrie.
Oh my God. What, seriously?
Are you hungry after what just happened?
Of course I'm not fucking hungry, Carrie!
But if I don't get a drink to calm my fucking nerves,
there's nothing stopping me from going outside,
finding that gun, and blowing my goddamn brains out
to make the fear stop!
Pour me a double of whatever.
You got it.
We-- we still don't know what happened to them,
to any of them.
- For all we know, they could-- - Jack shit.
That's all we fucking know.
SARAH: Jack fucking shit.
Yeah. Yeah.
Here's to steadying the nerves.
To our friends.
And each other.
GABY: Salut.
[slurps, gulps]
- Holy fuck! Oh. Ew. - Oh my God.
SARAH: Oh my God.
This might be worse than whatever is out there.
Back to the million-dollar question.
What the hell is out there?
[♪]
GABY: Is it watching us right now?
When my grandpa died, he left the family fortune
to my dad and his older brother, my Uncle Josh.
Anyone would tell you that Uncle Josh
was the real genius in the family.
I-- I don't think that we met him.
No, you didn't.
Um, because my loving father used every trick in the book
to cut him out of his inheritance
and our lives.
GABY: What the fuck did he do?
He had the balls to come back from a camping trip one summer
and tell us that he saw something in the woods.
So, what did he see?
Daddy dearest wouldn't tell us.
He said that my uncle was a crazy drunk,
and that crazy drunks can't be near the money.
- The point is... - GABY: Wow.
...Bigfoot, ghosts, UFOs,
there is just some shit in the world
- that you cannot explain. - Yeah.
CARRIE: So, is that what you think is going on here?
We're being stalked by like some killer Bigfoot.
Parked the RV on an ancient Indian burial ground.
Carre.
CARRIE: Being attacked by vengeful spirits.
Invading aliens abducted our friends.
We're next.
- SARAH: Why not? - GABY: Yeah.
You take your pick.
When we were kids,
the government told us that UFOs did not exist.
Now, they can't stop talking about 'em.
I mean, what else are they hiding from us?
Scared that our fragile human minds
can't handle the truth.
- GABY: Yeah. - Right?
Yeah. No, my abuelita,
when she was a little girl, the elders in her village,
they forbid her and anyone else
from going near the river.
They said that an insane woman
had butchered up her entire family,
chopped them up into little pieces
and fed them to the fish in the river, poisoning it.
No one could eat from it or drink from it.
So, the elders find this woman,
this bruja,
this witch.
And they tie her down with rocks and drown her.
So, my abuelita, when she was a teenager,
she's with her friends,
and they're closer to the river than they should've been.
[Sarah chuckling]
And they hear a scream.
[♪]
So piercing.
So inhuman.
They run.
Never looking back.
And finally, my abuela,
she turns around and she's the only one left.
And they never found her friends.
[Gaby sniffles]
SARAH: We should just stay here.
And the sun should be up in a couple of hours.
And whatever is out there is not in here with us.
This is the safest place.
Maybe.
I mean, eventually a car has to come by.
What if it's a dead end?
What if it's not?
[knock on the door]
No. No.
[Sarah pants]
[shushes]
[pants]
[sobs]
[knocking on the door]
[all screaming]
Stop! Stop!
[cries]
SARAH: [indistinct speech]
[all screaming]
No!
[all screaming]
Okay, okay, okay.
Guys! Guys, we need-- we need weapons.
Yeah.
Find anything, okay? Go!
- Okay, okay. - Go, now! Go!
[pants]
Fuck yeah.
[screams]
Oh, Carrie! Fire! Fire! Oh my God!
[screams]
[Sarah panting]
Safety first, ladies.
Fire.
Dead snakes.
Trip of a lifetime.
[pants]
You hear that?
I don't hear anything.
Exactly. It's gone.
Maybe. For now, but...
- Now's the perfect time. - For what?
For one of us to go get help.
Are you insane? We're not leaving.
CARRIE: Yeah, no, Sarah's right. We're staying put.
No, I hear you guys.
Which is why I'm gonna go.
You have a jacked up leg.
You really think you could outrun
whatever the hell is out there?
I think with one good leg,
I'm the fastest one here by a mile.
CARRIE: Gaby, you're in pain.
You're literally popping Advil like candy.
What about the RICE diet?
Rest, ice, compression, elevation?
That was recently changed to "run, I can escape."
Look, Gaby, we appreciate you wanting to do this for us,
but if we just wait--
God, then we fucking die, Sarah.
I'm not gonna sit here on my ass and let that happen.
Guys, look, I train for cross-country events 24/7.
That's what my body was built to do.
The moment I'm out that door, I'm running.
I'll change courses if I hear anything
from road to woods,
but I'm not stopping until I bring us back help
- or anything, alright? - No, no, no, Gaby.
GABY: This is not up for discussion, you guys!
The longer we sit here and talk about this,
the sooner whatever the fuck that is
comes back.
- You don't have to do this. - Yes, I fucking do, Carrie.
- No. - GABY: Yes, I do.
I may not always like you guys, but I will always love you.
[sighs]
Take care of him.
He may be a dumbass stoner,
but he's our dumbass stoner, okay?
- Okay. - CARRIE: Of course we will.
Thank you.
[sobs]
All right.
The second I'm gone, you barricade that door
with whatever you can find, 'cause when I come back,
I am bringing back the cavalry.
- Yeah. - And you'll know it's me. Okay?
SARAH: Okay, okay, okay.
It's okay.
[Sarah sobs]
[praying in Spanish]
Amen.
[takes deep breaths]
Later, bitches.
[door opens]
GABY: No!
She was here.
She was here the whole time.
It's impossible. We looked.
She was begging, and pleading,
and screaming for us to let her in,
and we didn't.
We fucking ignored her!
CARRIE: No, Gaby, none of this makes any sense.
We-- we saw her.
She was in front of us.
Maybe-- maybe whatever did this um, attacked her
and then dragged her back here.
And did that?
Oh my-- [gasps]
GABY: We killed her.
We killed our friend.
And one of you can tell her parents
we let their only child, who was begging for our help
until her very last breath, die.
We never even tried.
Shut the door.
[crying]
What did we do!
SARAH: Hey, hey, hey! Hey!
- Sarah, what did we do? - Hey! Hey!
We survived! That is what we did!
You saw her as clear as day.
She was never at that door.
And if we plan on living,
we'll do what Gaby said and lock this place down now!
- You hear me? - Yeah.
Come on!
[♪]
I can't stop thinking about Olivia.
Well, try.
- It's not our fault. - [sighs]
If we'd have just opened the door--
Then we all would have died.
Do you really think she would have opened the door for you?
Because trust me, she wouldn't have.
Bullshit.
She was our friend.
Do not paint me to be the villain here.
I never once abandoned her.
She picked the college, I went.
She chose our dorm, I signed up.
She picked our sorority, I joined.
She chose our major, I said, "Sure."
She was my ride or die.
But we didn't think we meant that literally.
And you wanna know the irony of it?
Olivia would constantly remind me
that there was not a single situation
I couldn't buy my way out of.
And now, she's not even here to see how wrong she was.
This is one check I cannot cash.
You have plenty of other qualities
besides spending your dad's money.
Thanks.
I'll just sit here waiting to die
and reflect on all of them.
Stop.
You're ten times smarter than you let on.
I hate that you can make me laugh.
And I've never met a guy who doesn't lust after you.
Including dads and teachers.
[chuckles]
I think you wrote that in my yearbook.
No.
I wrote that you're a mean-ass lying bitch in an easy way.
[chuckles]
- Right. - CARRIE: Right.
Savage.
[Sarah chuckles, gasps]
SARAH: Okay, uh, that's what we were lacking right there.
Creepy-ass ambiance.
CARRIE: What if we--
No, no, no, just-- Power just died.
Old RV.
I can't see.
SARAH: Yeah.
CARRIE: i'll get a flashlight.
Turn it off.
We need to save our batteries.
[lighter flicks]
Let's hope Gaby finds some help.
And help finds us soon.
I can't remember her ever not succeeding
at something she set out to do.
[chuckles]
Cool.
Now, I'm just gonna calmly relight these candles.
Okay.
And pretend this dumpster fire of a night
is not actually happening.
CARRIE: Yeah.
If we make it out of this, do you think--
When.
Okay, when.
When we make it out of this,
do you think anyone will believe us?
Would you?
[screams]
That's disturbing.
There must be a camera mounted around here somewhere.
If so, where are you?
CARRIE: What the hell?
[both scream]
Actual fuckity fuck fuck.
- Oh, my God! - Oh, my God!
CHRIS: Did I miss something?
- SARAH: Hi. - CHRIS: Hey!
It's all good, ladies.
Your boy is gonna replenish the old electrolytes
and then there'll be plenty of Chris to enjoy.
[chuckles]
CHRIS: What the fuck?
Y'all make some interesting life choices.
Are we already at Blue Light?
No.
All right, all right.
I'm jelly, god damn!
Looks like I missed the rager.
Maybe I'll just get the 401 from the others.
Um, it's-- It's just us, Chris.
Right, then.
I'll just kick back, with y'all and relax then.
No rush. Take some me time.
Ah, read a good book.
The Black Arts.
Ooh.
Looks like a good book for kids about Satan.
[♪]
That must have belonged to Michael's uncle.
The Book of Forbidden Knowledge, Demonology.
The Grimora, Aleistair Crowley, Sign of the Beast?
Oh, my God.
Do you think that this is related to what's happening?
It's a hell of a coincidence if it's not.
Y'all playing some I'm light as a feather,
stiff as a board, paranormal spooky shit
without me?
We were never supposed to see any of this.
Michael stole the Beast.
Do y'all remember Olivia's birthday party
where we broke out that Ouija board?
It's almost like we were marked from the beginning.
All right.
Clearly I'm still dreaming.
We are stranded in the middle of nowhere.
Michael is missing, Jason is missing.
Olivia is dead,
Gaby risked her life to go get us help,
and something out there that we can't explain
is responsible for all of it.
[laughs]
I see what's happening here, bruh.
This is one big joke!
One big old joke on Chris.
Good one. I deserve it.
Scared straight, lesson learned,
because I went all snoop D-O-G-G on the trip.
No, believe us, Chris, nothing would make us happier
than to tell you that this has all been one big joke.
Where's the evidence?
Show me the proof.
Are you kidding me?
Look around this place.
Did you think while you were passed out
we just turned into Lord of the Flies?
You got video?
- No! - No!
- You ain't got video? - No.
See, this is how it always goes down.
Someone sees something and can't explain it,
and then can't get actual footage of it,
and then even if they do, it's on some shaky bullshit,
and there is no proof, and there's no truth.
Chris, either you believe us or you don't,
but unless Gaby comes back with the army to rescue us,
there's a very good chance that we're all gonna die out here.
[growling in background]
What the fuck?
[loud thud]
[♪]
[all scream]
[pants]
I'm sorry you woke up.
Is it gone?
Tell me it's gone.
The attacks come in waves.
Then we better surf the fuck out of here.
The RV isn't moving. Michael and Jason--
They're idiots!
I need whatever tools we can find.
Do you know anything about fixing cars, trucks, RVs?
Hurtful, offensive, and racist.
No, I-- I'm pretty sure that's a fair question.
I haven't even seen you drive a car, Chris.
You judge a book by its cover much?
Do you have a driver's license?
No, I don't.
But I can build an engine in my sleep.
I'm getting my fucking degree in mechanical engineering.
You go to college?
If you consider a full ride to MIT goin' to college,
then yeah, you do.
That's amazing. Why didn't you tell us?
Are you fucking kidding me with this shit right now?
Fine! How come you never asked?
Now, let all that "bad friend woke" guilt shit
wash all over you while you're getting me some tools!
Now, go!
CARRIE: [indistinct speech]
[♪]
CHRIS: Come on, man!
- CARRIE: Okay. Um, here. - CHRIS: Huh, dammit!
CARRIE: [indistinct speech]
[pants, grunts]
Oh! Yes! Oh, Chris!
[chuckles]
Oh!
Okay, so, one of us has to still go outside
and finish the job.
And based on the applicants,
I seem to be the one of us I'm talking about.
So, any questions?
Is there another way?
You could change majors.
- All right. - Um, Chris, wait.
When we told you that Olivia died,
we didn't tell you where.
Just don't stop. Don't look. Just go. Okay?
Um, here, take this knife.
You're really gonna need it.
[♪]
[gasps, retches]
Let's see what's going on here.
Hey, start her up!
[engine sputters]
CHRIS: What?
No, no. Where the fuck are my tools?
What the hell?
I did not sign up for this shit.
How we doin' out there, Chris?
Chris?
I can't see him, Carrie!
Chris!
[pants]
Chris!
You have to talk to me!
[screams]
Chris? Chris!
[pants]
Oh my God! Oh my God!
Oh, Chris. Um, okay, uh,
this is gonna hurt like hell, okay?
Fuck-- fuck-- fuck no! Don't do it!
- I'm gonna pull the knife out. - No, no, no!
- In three... - Oh God.
- ...two... - Fuck! One!
What the fuck? You forgot to say "one"!
You want me to put it back and give you a better--
- No! - Warning?
[grunts, pants]
Fuck. Here we go. Here we go, Chris!
Chris, hold on to it.
Here we go. Here we go. Here we go. Here we go.
You're okay! You're okay, you're okay.
[groans]
- What happened? - Fuck. I don't know.
I don't know what happened.
I don't wanna know. I--
I wanna get the hell out of here, please.
- Okay. Okay, come on. - [groans]
[pants]
- Okay, I need your knife. - Knife.
- And your light. - Okay. Light.
Give me. All right.
- I got the light. - All right.
- Can you see? - Okay. Yeah.
- Okay. - Hold the light steady, damn it!
I am.
Oh, shit.
CARRIE: Breathe. Just breathe. It's gonna be okay.
- CHRIS: Okay. - CARRIE: It's gonna be okay.
[grunts]
Hoo!
- [grunts] - CARRIE: Yeah.
Okay. Start it up, Sarah!
[engine sputters]
- [engine starts] - Yes! Yes!
- Yes! - Wooh, yes!
Let's get the hell out of here!
CHRIS: Yes! Let's go.
Yeah!
- MIT, motherfucker! Go, Beavers! - CARRIE: That's right!
[both chuckle]
[engine sputters]
Oh no, shit.
We're out of gas.
Are you kidding me right now?
Wait, wait, there's a spare gas tank in the back.
I saw Jason fill it up.
Okay, then let's hit it and quit it.
Gas tank in the back!
Yay.
In the back.
[both pant]
[♪]
- [banging] - [yells]
OLIVIA: Let me in! Help me.
Open the fucking door!
Let me in. Open the door!
Guys, open the door!
Open the door! Please help me.
Oh, please.
Guys, open the door! Open the door!
[screams]
[♪]
We should pretend that that is not blood
and that is not there.
OLIVIA: Help! Please! Please!
No! [screams]
Sorry I didn't ask about college.
You didn't ask about my dad dying either.
- Oh my God, Chris. - Not God. Cancer.
I watched him die over, and over, and over again,
until finally it was just over.
I should've been there for you.
[scoffs] What would you have done?
Huh?
You think you could've stopped death's plan?
If your number's up, it's up.
[screams]
[pants]
Oh shit! I'm not enjoying this trip!
- [screams] - OLIVIA: Please, help me!
Please, help me. Open the fucking door!
[screams]
Fuck! Do you know the passcode?
No, no, no, no. It's in there. Well, this is it.
Come on. Oh, fuck!
[screams]
[♪]
[both grunt]
[yells]
CARRIE: The knife!
CHRIS: Forget about it. We got what we needed.
- CARRIE: Okay. - CHRIS: This baby's full.
CARRIE: Come on.
SARAH: Go away. Get away from me!
CARRIE: No!
SARAH: Go away! Go away! Get away!
- What is it? - We're screwed. It melted.
No, no, no, no. We can bypass it.
SARAH: Stop! Go away!
No! Go away! I will hurt you!
[gasps]
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
I-- I'-- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.
- I didn't mean to. - Oh my God, are you-- are you--
I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.
Hey. Hey, it's gonna-- it's gonna be okay.
We're gonna get out of here.
[groans]
Sorry. We-- we have to wrap it.
- We have to wrap it really good. - Hey, hey.
Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol. We need to clean it.
- Okay, okay. - We need to clean it.
SARAH: I'm sorry. You're gonna hate me so much more.
[groans, screams]
Carrie?
Carre--
Carre!
Carrie, Sarah?
Carrie! Carrie! Sarah!
We have to open the door.
Chris needs the knife for the gas tank.
No, what if it's not Chris?
Remember what happened to Olivia?
Yeah.
A car. There's a car.
Look. Oh my God. Gaby, she made it.
Chris! Chris, look! There's a car!
It could be Gaby!
- Oh, my God. - Oh, my God.
That's what I'm talkin' about!
Hey, we're gonna make it.
We're gonna make it.
Gaby.
CHRIS: Hey!
Hey, right here!
Right here! Hurry!
[Carrie pants]
I di-- I didn't mean to stab you, I swear.
I know.
It was-- it was dark and-- and I couldn't see.
There was-- there was blood and-- and this shadow.
No, no.
Something coming towards me and--
CARRIE: It just plays--
It plays tricks on us.
It tries to make us believe.
Shit.
Oh, God.
Chris! Chris!
Come on! We got a bunch of injured people!
Mainly me!
Come on, get us the hell out of here!
- SARAH: No! - CARRIE: No!
CARRIE: Oh my God! Chris!
- [honking] - SARAH: Chris, hey, Chris!
[overlapping speech]
Where'd she go?
[chuckles] My God.
Don't scare me like that!
Very funny, Gaby.
Gaby?
CARRIE: I can't see Chris at all.
Huh, I-- I think I'll just go and wait for you
back at the big old Beast, yeah.
[car roaring]
- Hey, hey! - Chris! Chris, run!
[Sarah and Carrie screaming]
CARRIE: Oh my God!
[car roaring]
CHRIS: Oh shit!
CARRIE: Chris, run, dammit!
Chris, run!
[yells]
CARRIE: Faster, Chris!
[screams]
- [loud crash] - [glass shatters]
Chris.
- [♪] - [both sob]
[chokes]
[groans, sobs]
[♪]
Why is this happening to us?
Maybe it's not just us.
Maybe this is happening all over the world right now.
Like the gates of hell just opened up
and swallowed us all.
So what?
Even if we survive, we-- we've nowhere to go.
Cursed for all eternity.
Let's just survive this.
[grunts]
Careful.
Oh, hell.
- How long was I out? - You needed to sleep.
What are we gonna do?
Clearly that's not up to us.
We can't just give up.
Hey.
What do you think is a better way to die?
Fast in a blink?
Or a long, drawn out death
like the cancer that killed Chris's dad?
I don't know. I think that either version is--
Wait.
Chris told you about his dad?
He didn't have to.
[screams]
[chokes]
Carrie.
[chokes]
Carrie, Carrie, stop, stop! What are you doing? Carrie!
[screams]
[pants]
- What is happening? - I think you passed out.
You must have been having a nightmare or something.
- No, stop. Get off me. - SARAH: Hey, easy, easy.
Hey, easy.
I'm not gonna stab you again.
Promise.
SARAH: Shocker. I lied.
[grunts]
[screams]
Stop!
What are you doing, Carrie?
Stop!
Hey!
Sarah.
- I'm so sorry. I-- - It's okay. It's okay.
I didn't know what was happening.
SARAH: I know.
ROSE: [On radio] ♪ The people on the bus
♪ Die one by one
♪ One by one ♪ One by one
CARRIE: Oh my God, Oh my God. No, no.
ROSE: [On radio] ♪ The people on the bus ♪ Die one by one
CARRIE: Stop!
We are not gonna let it beat us!
[screams, pants]
CARRIE: Oh my God.
[pants]
[♪]
It's gonna be okay.
We're gonna make it.
You have a tattoo.
What?
Oh, that?
What about it?
It's a pentagram.
It's a star. It's silly.
I got it on a night out with friends.
No, it's a pentagram. Like this.
It's just a simple star.
Look.
ROSE: [On radio] ♪ The people on the bus
What the-- No, no, no, no.
What is this? What is happening?
We have to get out of here.
I'm not leaving. That thing is out there.
No. That thing is in here.
And it's going to kill us. We start running now
and we don't stop until we see sunrise, Sarah.
SARAH: I-- I-- I can't.
We have to go. Now.
I'm not going without you.
We need each other, okay?
I'm not ready to die yet.
Are you?
No.
We run, we live!
- ♪ The people on the bus - [screams]
♪ Die one by one
♪ One by one
♪ The people on the bus
♪ Die one by one
- [Carrie screaming] - [blood squelches]
No! [sobs]
ROSE: [On radio] ♪ The people on the bus
♪ Die one by one
♪ One by one
- ♪ One by one - [screams, groans]
Oh, no!
♪ Die one by one
[sobs]
CARRIE: No. No.
[pants]
[♪]
Oh, thank God!
[pants]
[♪]
[truck horn blares]
♪ Die one by one
♪ On the interstate
♪ Won't hit the brakes
♪ Leave my mistakes, I've got what it takes ♪
♪ And I won't wait
♪ On the interstate
♪ I'm wide awake, still feeling great ♪
- Blue light or bust? - Yeah!
It's so crazy to me that people just ditch
their rides in the middle of the road.
What do you think happened to them?
Clearly looking at all the evidence,
there's only one solution.
The boogie man got them!
[laugh together]
- Blue light! Blue light! - Blue light! Blue light!
Blue light...
[♪]
♪ You bring the devil
♪ Up in me
♪ You bring the devil
♪ Up in me
♪ I can't keep it down, no
♪ I can't keep it down, no, no
♪ No, oh, here it comes
MAN 1: [On TV] Murder is not about lust and it's not about violence.
It-- it's about possession.
When you feel that last breath of life coming out,
you look into their eyes.
At that point it's being God.
One side of me says, "I'd like to talk to them, date them."
The other side says, "I wonder how their head would look like
on a stick." [chuckles]
MAN 1: [On TV] And then another side of me wonders,
"What if their hands? What if they were lobsters?"
Sometimes I-- I feel like I need to go wash my eyes out with--
WOMAN 1: [On TV] They are gonna sell out fast.
It's our seventh shipment of the Shelly Stoker Baby Doll.
So lifelike.
You'll think it's a beautiful, real baby.
Our customers just love the exclusive dolls
crafted by our award-winning master doll artist,
handcrafted with the finest materials,
like Capodimonte vine--
MAN 2: [On TV] Whiz-bang extras to earn its place
as one of our all-time favorites.
The living has a measured rise angle,
capable of prying up clay and heavy soils
in record time!
The large, textured step is helpful in crunching--
WOMAN 2: [On TV] Gut your prize as cleanly as possible.
So, you're gonna wanna roll the creature onto its back,
so the stomach is parallel with the angle of your knife.
They key is not to cut too deep into the stomach
so you don't risk slicing the intestines
by accident.
But you do wanna make sure that the incision is
large enough to insert.
MAN 3: [On TV] Pray that you wanna live in biblical times.
Well, praise the Lord, you all!
You have been selected.
You are now the true chosen people.
You are the new tribe of Israel.
You are experienced in the almighty tribulation.
You can taste the blood.
KIRSTEN: [On TV] Kirsten G. I'm 21.
I'm from Sunny San Diego, California.
I'm currently a kindergarten teacher's assistant,
and I teach tantric yoga to the elderly and the blind.
When I'm not downward dogging,
you can find me rollerblading and skateboarding.
My nana's my hero, and she taught me
to push through hardships.
She was born with a lateral lisp,
and it never slowed her dreams down
to become an actuary.
I live by the--
ROSE: [On TV] ♪ The people on the bus
♪ Die one by one
♪ One by one
♪ The people on the bus
♪ Die one by one
♪ All through the town
[♪]
[crowd cheering]
- Blue light! Blue light! - Blue light! Blue light!
- MAN: God.