Serena Waits (2017) - full transcript
When an alcohol fueled hook up takes a violent and deadly turn, three college athletes find themselves haunted by the very girl they left for dead.
- And five, six, seven, eight.
One, two, three, and down.
Up, all change, walk, walk.
Circle, hip.
Not bad, let's try it again.
Back to one.
Five, six, seven, eight.
One, two, three, and down.
Up, ball change, walk, walk.
Circle, hip.
Okay, everybody, that's
enough for today.
Good job, happy with
what I'm seeing.
Very happy.
Lisa, can I talk to
you for a minute?
- Yes, Mr. Samuels.
I notice you seem a little
tense in your movements tonight.
- Oh, I'm sorry,
didn't realize that.
- It's fine, it's fine.
Let me show you something.
Let's have you look
away from the mirror
because that's probably
distracting you.
Now, I want you to just breathe.
In and out.
Okay, keep breathing.
Now, feel this tension in here?
- Yeah.
- All right, we're gonna
let that go on the exhale
as you move into
the next position.
You ready?
Inhale and switch.
Let everything go.
Let your muscles relax,
let everything go.
Loose, loose, let loose,
let loose, let loose.
Good, there, you see?
Is that better?
- Yeah, thanks so
much, Mr. Samuels.
It feels better.
- Please, call me Elijah.
- Okay, thanks, Elijah.
I'll see you next week.
- Okay.
Actually, I do offer
private lessons on occasion
for more one on one attention.
Not that you need it, but I
really think I can help you out.
- Great, love that.
- I'll even give you the
first three lessons free.
Just let me know.
- Thanks, Mr. Samuels.
- Ah.
- Elijah.
Thanks a lot, Elijah.
- My pleasure.
- Bye.
- Uh.
Shit!
Hi, honey, class is out.
Goddamn car won't start.
Yes, I know.
I know it only has 30,000 miles.
What do you want me to do?
I will, I will.
We'll take it to the
dealership tomorrow.
Will you please just
pick me up tonight?
Thank you, all right.
Okay, I'll see you soon.
I love you, too.
Hello?
Hello?
Oh my god.
Please don't do this.
I have a family.
I have kids, two little boys.
Timmy's only four!
You don't have to do this.
I'm a good man.
I never hurt anybody.
Oh my god.
You, how?
Oh, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!
I didn't mean anything by it.
Please.
You have to forgive me!
Forgive me, oh, geez!
Oh, Jesus, no, god!
Help me!
♪ When I was a girl,
my mother she told me ♪
♪ Child if you're good
you can be anything ♪
♪ That you wanna be ♪
♪ Now I'm grown and
I know it's a lie ♪
♪ It's a lie, it's a lie ♪
♪ When I was in school my
teacher told me listen ♪
♪ Don't grow up too
fast take your time ♪
♪ And you can do anything
that you wanna do ♪
♪ Now I'm grown and
I know it's a lie ♪
♪ Don't have time to
look back on mistakes ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm so far behind there's no chance to end the race ♪
♪ But through all that
you've been proud of me ♪
♪ I won't let you down,
no I won't let you down ♪
♪ He's a bad man,
he's a bad man ♪
♪ He's a bad man,
he's a bad man ♪
♪ He's a bad man,
he's a bad man ♪
♪ He's a bad man,
he's a bad man ♪
♪ Yo we crazy as shit,
yo we crazy as shit ♪
♪ Yo we crazy as shit ♪
♪ Yo we crazy as shit,
yo we crazy as shit ♪
- All right you chicken
fuckers, let's start this party!
Hey, I'm one drink
away from fucking
each and every one
of you tonight!
Especially you in
the blue shirt!
Yeah!
- And all I went through,
and I have the whisky.
- My whisky.
- Oh, no, no.
- Yes, yes, yes.
- Drink it or get the fuck out.
Oh.
- Yeah.
Alright,
alright, here we go.
- Yeah, there you go!
That's it.
Awww.
- Now try it one more time,
one more time, one more time.
- No, no, I just--
- No, no, no, one more time,
one more time.
- Do it again,
but just don't waste it.
- You got this.
Yeah, you got it.
- It's really, it's good.
- We'll do it with you, ready?
Yeah.
- Okay.
Yeah.
There you go.
Alright.
- The party, say that.
I guess you can stay.
- I'll be right back,
I'll be right back.
- Don't drink my whisky
and just walk away.
- That's what's happening.
Oh!
- Carla?
Mm-hmm.
- Carla?
- Yeah.
- Can we go please?
- I thought your name was Cara?
- You know my name, God.
- What's wrong, honey?
- I'm just not
feeling very good.
Can we just go home?
- Wait, can.
How did you get so drunk?
It's only like 11:30.
- I know, can I
just have your keys?
I'll go myself.
- Alright.
- She'll be fine.
- Alright, alright.
Just hold on, let
me get my keys.
- Okay.
You got this, right?
Okay, you're gonna
just go straight
out the door to the right.
It's one block.
- Alright.
- Alright, I love you.
Don't tell your
Mom, she'll kill me.
- Love you, too.
- It's just a block.
Got It.
- Okay, love you!
- Love you, too.
- You're such a Mom.
- You're being a dick, it's my--
- How old is she?
- Is she gonna be okay?
- She'll be fine, she'll
just go walk there.
♪ They know what I like,
they know what I need ♪
♪ These are a confessions
of a sex queen ♪
♪ I fuck with crazy dudes ♪
♪ Let 'em use me
for they pleasure ♪
♪ Does he have a record, the
more problems the better ♪
♪ Get into my bedroom and
fuck me like a leopard ♪
♪ Grab onto my head, do
it, pull me like a lever ♪
- Holy shit, look at this chick.
- Ooh, she's cute.
- Hey, whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hey there, girlie.
- Oh, shit.
She almost fucking face planted.
- Hi.
- You okay?
- I'm just going home.
- You're going home,
the party's this way.
- I'm done.
- Oh, no.
- Whoa whoa whoa.
- What's, what's
your name, girlie?
- I took the shots and--
- Obviously.
- Dude, she's obviously
fuckin' shithouse.
Could we like call her
like an Uber or something?
- Fuck, no, dude, if
she pukes in there it's
like 250 bucks.
We can't let her do that.
Ah, fuck, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey.
You gonna puke or what?
- I wanna party.
Come on, we're
gonna take you home.
Where do you live?
- Oh, uh.
Shit.
I don't know.
I don't know.
Now, we're gettin' somewhere.
Look, where do you live girl?
- Uh.
I'm visiting my friend's house.
- Cool, cool, we'll
take her back.
- Oh.
- Oh, no, no.
- Just tell us which direction.
Where do you live?
Where does she live?
- Um.
I don't know.
- It's alright,
it's alright, look.
We're gonna take her
back to our place.
- Yeah.
- And go from there.
- Come on.
Look, obviously,
you can't be fucking
out all alone by yourself.
Come on.
- No.
- Come on.
- Come on, come on!
- Look, our place is just
right around the corner.
We'll take you right home.
- Oh, oh, oh.
Hello.
Damn, dude, she
fuckin' likes you.
- Alright.
We're gonna go
back to our place.
Oh, hold on, hold on, hold on.
Poppa raised a gentleman.
- Oh.
Suave mother fucker.
Oh, you stupid cunt.
- You're cute.
- You doin' alright?
- Good girl.
- You know what, you
know what, hold on.
- There you go.
- You wanna hit this?
- Here.
We'll show you.
See.
There we.
- Careful, careful.
That's good shit.
- Damn girl.
You're gonna be alright.
Why are you laughing?
- She's cracking up, bro.
- I told you it was
good shit, dude.
Why are you laughing, cutie?
I'm just.
- Hey bro, I'm gonna
go get some more candy.
- Yeah.
- Alright.
- Hey girl.
What's your name?
- My names Serena.
- That's beautiful.
- I've never had
Everclear before.
- Oh you want some vodka huh?
I got some 151 over there.
If you'd like.
- What's your name?
- Its jack.
- Jack.
Jack, maybe I want some Jack.
What are you doing?
- You're a wild one, aren't you?
You're turn, come on.
Here, here I'll help you.
I'll help you.
Careful, don't drink it all.
Careful.
What the fuck?
I told you to be
careful, alright?
- What the fucks
going on in here?
Dude, you ready to fucking
go to the party now?
- No, dude.
Go without me.
I got something going on here.
- Man, that's fucking weak.
I'm trying to get with
Sarah Thomson, right?
- Then fucking go.
We're talking, alright?
- What the fucks up
with this drunk bitch?
- Dude, she said she
wants to fuck me.
- She wants to fuck you?
It looks like she's fucking
laughing at you, bro.
- Hey dude, fuck you.
We were just making out
and everything, alright.
- Bullshit.
- Fuck you.
- Prove it.
- What?
- Prove she wants to fuck you.
- Fucking ask her
yourself, dude.
She just said it.
- Hey.
Girlie.
You want to fuck
my friend or want?
- I want some more Jack.
- Oh shit.
- See?
Now get the fuck out
of here, alright?
- No dude, before you fuck her.
Take some of this shit.
- Good call man, I
like the way you think.
- Take some of this.
Makes your dick numb and shit.
- Let me get some
of that, shit, dude.
You're fucking insane, bro.
Alright, fucking bail.
- No man, let me, let
me chill out for a bit.
- Carla?
- Oh Carla, is that
your name girlie?
- I need to go home.
- You're home, baby.
What the fuck are you doing?
- Taking pictures
of this drunk bitch.
What's it look like, man?
Just gonna.
- Fucking sick, dude, fuck.
You still with me baby?
Oh yeah.
Let me get some more
of that shit, dude.
Oh fuck.
Fuck, that's good shit.
What do you think, she's hot?
I already told you.
- No faggot, temperature.
- Why don't you
take her jacket off,
help her out.
- Alright.
This bitch is wet as fuck.
- Oh dude, she is out cold.
You could like Freddy her
and she wouldn't
even fucking know it.
- What the fuck does that mean?
- You know like
Freddy, Freddy Kruger,
you know put knives
on your fingers
and see how wet she gets.
- You're a fucking faggot, dude.
I'm gonna give her some jack.
- Give it to her, bro.
- What's happening?
- Its okay, baby, its okay.
- Get off of me.
Get off of me!
Get off of me!
- Ah, you fuck!
- Are you okay?
- She fucking bit my hand, dude.
That fucking bitch bit my hand.
- Let me see, let me see.
Oh dude, she took a fucking
chunk out of it man.
- Oh fuck.
Do you have any idea
what you've done?
- Calm down man.
- You bite my hand?
You bite my hand, huh?
Why would you come over
if you didn't want it?
- Jack man, stop.
Just fucking.
Jack, stop man.
Jack.
Jesus, bro.
- Shut the fuck up, dude.
You see what she did to me?
Coach will be fucking
pissed when he sees this.
- Its not your fault.
- I fucking know that.
That doesn't change the fact
I can't fucking pitch now.
She fucking puked on
my bed, too, dude.
Fuck.
This bitch is fucking gone.
Get her out of here.
- What's her name?
- I don't fucking know.
She didn't tell me.
- Hey bitch.
Hey come on, its time to go.
- Listen bitch,
if you don't get
the fuck out of here
I'm gonna split your face.
- She.
She doesn't look so good, man.
- She's fine.
What?
- She's.
- What?
- She's not, she's
not breathing, man.
- What, are you
fucking kidding me?
- She's not breathing,
she's not fucking
breathing, man.
What the fuck did you do?
- Just calm down.
I'm sure she's fine.
- She's not, she's not man.
Man, you are fucked.
- Hey fuck you.
You helped me bring her up here,
you fucking videotaped it,
this is just as much your fault
as it is hers.
- You fucking choked her.
- I didn't fucking
choke her that hard.
Give her mouth to mouth.
- Fuck that, man.
She's got puke all over her.
- Just fucking do it, Miles.
- Oh god, I got an idea.
- Are you fucking
getting high again?
- No I'm gonna fucking jump
start her or something.
- That's not gonna fucking
work if she's not breathing
you dumb ass.
- Jesus Christ, man,
we are so fucked.
- Just calm down.
We just, we need to
fucking think for a second.
We need to get her
fucking out of here.
Like right the fuck now.
- You're right, no one
can know about this.
- Yeah, no.
Hello,
Miles are you here?
- Shit, Scott.
- Are you fucking kidding me?
- He can help us move her.
He doesn't, he doesn't,
he won't say anything.
He doesn't drink, so he can
just drive us out of here.
- I'll drive myself, alright?
- Jack, don't.
Jack, look we can't.
Okay, you've been drinking,
I've been drinking.
We're both wasted.
We got to dump this
bitch somewhere.
Look, this is gonna heal.
This will be fine,
this will heal
but man if we get a DUI,
we are fucked.
Okay, the coach
will suspend you,
fuck he'll suspend both of us.
- I don't fucking trust Scott.
He's Mexican.
- Look I know Scott,
okay, I'll vouch for him.
Hello?
- We're up here, buddy.
- Hey guys, don't
mean to cock block you
but you have any
grass I can, um.
- Scott, man.
- What are you guys.
- We are so glad to see you.
Look we need.
We need some help.
- Is that the girl from
those pictures you sent me?
- Fuck.
- Look Scott.
- What are you guys
doing in here?
- Scott, man, this bitch
she fucking attacked us.
Man she bit Jack,
she fucking pulled
a knife on me.
- God, Jesus Christ.
Are you guys okay?
- We're fine but
we need your help
help me get her out of bed.
- Where are we taking her?
- Stop asking so many
fucking questions, Scott
and just help me out.
- You know, I don't really
feel right about this.
I'm just gonna.
I don't need.
- Scott, Scott, I mean.
You weren't there, man.
Okay?
She fucking came at us, man.
Its the truth.
She came at us and we
have to get her out of,
we just have to
get her out of here
before she wakes up
or we are all fucked.
Okay?
All we need is for you
to drive us out of here,
that's it.
- Look Scott.
If you help us, I promise
you'll make the team.
I've seen the way you
swing that bat, buddy.
Coach is impressed.
Trust me, my word
goes a long way.
Right?
We just can't have
the cops around here.
Alright?
So what do you say, are you in?
Delta Gamma Theta, dude.
- Just don't want
the cops, Scott.
- Yeah, yeah.
No problem.
- You are a fucking
lifesaver, man.
- Yeah thank you, thank
you so much, Scott.
Alright dude, grab her legs.
- You know, for a tiny woman,
she's actually very heavy
- Fuck, fuck.
What the fuck man?
Go, drive.
- Uh where are we going?
- Just fucking keep
driving, Scott.
- Why is there blood
on that blanket?
- Stop asking so many
fucking questions, Scott.
We did what we had to do.
- You weren't there, Scott.
Shes' fucking crazy.
Attacked us.
I mean she was coked
up or something.
- Who is she?
- Its not important.
What's important is
that we get rid of her
so that nobody can turn us in.
- Turn you in?
Like for what?
I mean, if she attacked you
you've got nothing to
worry about, right?
Look, we can just call the cops.
- No, fuck that.
- Are you fucking stupid, Scott?
Police always believe the woman.
If anybody finds out
about this, we're fucked.
We'll be expelled.
Do you get it?
- Well, what about
when she wakes up?
- I wouldn't worry about that.
- Miles, delete those
pictures off your phone.
- What?
- And the video, do it now.
You, too, Scott.
- I will as soon as I pull over.
- No, do it now!
- There, its done.
- Show me.
- What?
- Show me your fucking phones.
- She's dead, isn't she?
- Pull over here.
Listen.
What's done is done
and nothings gonna change that
and I sure as hell
am not gonna throw
away my future
for some dumb bitch I
don't even fucking know.
Miles, how is your
dad gonna feel
when he finds out about this?
Its not gonna look too
good in the papers, is it?
Hows that press
conference gonna go?
- Bad.
- That's right.
And why's that?
- Because, because
nobody has to know.
- You're goddamn right.
Now you Scott, say it.
- I um.
- Just fucking say it, Scott.
Nobody has to know.
Its not fucking hard.
- Nobody?
Nobody--
- The fucking words, Scott.
Just say nobody has to know.
I swear to god.
- Just say it, Scott.
We are in this together.
- Nobody has to know.
- Good.
Pull over up here.
- Hello?
Hey baby.
- Yeah.
Hey Trini.
Uh, um.
What's going on?
What are
you so upset about?
- Nothing, nothing.
I'm just home alone--
Okay great,
I'll come over.
I have something to give you.
- You know baby, actually,
I do want to see you right now
but I'm kind of busy.
I'll be there
in 20 minutes, okay?
- I have research to do and--
- Okay, bye.
Hey Scott?
Man can you open up,
I got to talk to you.
- Who is it?
- Can we just shut the fuck up
and open the door?
You know who it is.
Oh hey.
Buddy, congrats.
- Hey, Miles.
- You know, first base is
gonna get a lot of action
this year, so, we're
counting on you, bud.
- Yeah.
- You gonna let me in?
I would love to
see the new place.
- Nows not a good time.
- Just for like one
minute man, I promise.
- Trini is actually coming over,
so um.
- Trini?
- She's my girlfriend, man.
- Oh yeah.
Yeah.
Trini, the um,
the short chick, yeah.
She's cool, man.
- Yeah.
So um.
- Look man, just be one minute.
Okay?
Promise.
Oh.
This is good stuff, man.
- So what you want
to talk about?
- Expensive.
You mind if I have a glass?
- Sure, go ahead.
- Thanks.
That's uh.
That's real good.
- Miles, what did you
need to talk about?
- You're a psych major, right?
- Yeah.
- I've got a
question for you man.
Its gonna sound kinda gay.
I know its.
- What is it, Miles?
- Look I guess I wanted to know
if you know how
to repress dreams.
Does that make any sense?
- So you want to stop dreaming?
- Yeah, I guess, kinda.
You see, I've been
having these nightmares
and they've been
getting pretty bad
and its, its freaking me out.
- Yeah, well, me too.
- You have?
- No shit, Sherlock.
Every goddamn night.
Every time I close my eyes.
After what we've done.
- No, no fuck that.
If Jack knew that you
were bringing that up.
- He'd do what?
Huh, huh?
♪ I don't care what you think ♪
♪ Won't let you bother me ♪
♪ I don't care what you say ♪
♪ Oh no oh no ♪
♪ We're not here to look at ♪
♪ We're just here to dance ♪
♪ Don't ever fucking touch me ♪
♪ Please go fuck off ♪
♪ Fuck off ♪
- Jack, Wendy just texted,
she wants to meet up.
♪ Fuck off ♪
Jack?
Are you okay?
Jack?
- Yeah, yeah, no, no I'm fine.
I'm fine.
Its nothing.
- Can we go pick her up?
- Yeah, yeah.
I don't give a shit, babe.
Whatever you want to do.
- I'm not talking
about that, okay?
Look I've had my
nightmares, too.
Okay but I'm over that.
Fuck man, people make mistakes
and she shouldn't
of been that fucking
drunk in the first place.
- That's ridiculous, Miles.
- Maybe I shouldn't of either
okay or Jack.
Though as I recall,
you were fucking
toking up as well.
Look, I'm not here to
talk about that, okay?
I'm here because I've been
having nightmares, okay,
bad ones.
Okay, if it feels like
I'm not even asleep,
like they're happening
in real life.
- No shit.
You killed someone.
- We don't fucking
know, that, okay?
No one saw anything.
There were no fucking cameras
in the alleyway, right?
- I've been looking online
and I haven't been
able to find anything.
Nothing about a missing
girl or a hurt girl.
- Yeah, me neither.
Believe me, I have tried,
okay but maybe its not
as bad as we thought.
Right?
- Maybe you're,
maybe you're right?
Hand me my glass.
So what happens in these dreams?
- Its bizarre man.
It started, it started
happening a few weeks ago.
I was laying in bed and
then I started hearing
this strange, this scratching
noise outside my window
and at first, I
thought it was a dream
but the next night,
it got worse.
It was scratching
and then tapping
and knocking and, and
then it just got worse
and worse and then it
just started to seem
when I was happening
when I was awake.
I would wake up and
I would still hear
and I would walk outside
and it would just stop.
- Scratching, like
fingernails on a window.
- No.
I found this outside my window.
- Jesus.
Do you think that maybe
someones after you?
- Why would someone be after me?
I haven't fucking
done shit to anyone.
Whatever man, that's beside.
The point is, maybe its
all just been a bad dream.
I don't know, maybe
I, maybe I've been
sleep walking or something.
- Well then how do
you explain the knife?
- I don't know, that's why
I wanted to talk to you.
- Wait, why are you
looking at me like that?
What the hells that
supposed to mean?
- Was it you?
- What?
- Look man, I know we
put you in a rough spot,
okay we put you in a rough spot
but if you're trying to
like send a message to me
or something or if you're trying
to prove some kind of point
then this fucking needs to stop.
- Okay, you know
that's enough, Miles.
I haven't been back
to that frat house
since that night.
Since I moved out
and I've got no interest
in going back there.
Okay?
- Have you fucking told anyone?
Trina maybe?
- Trini.
No I haven't told anyone shit.
Like you said, you
got away with it.
- There's someone
at your door, man.
You gonna answer it?
Or have you been
hearing it, too?
- Hey, Trini.
- Hi.
Girls were so jealous
when I told them.
- Told them what?
- That I'm dating the only
freshman on the team, silly.
I'm gonna get into Phi
Beta Lambda because of you.
- Um, listen Trini,
I actually have some
company over now.
- Do you have a girl
here or something?
- No.
Its just Miles.
- Miles, I love Miles.
He's so sweet.
- Yeah, um.
We're actually in the middle
of something right now.
Yeah, hold
on I'll ask him.
- Do you want me to leave?
- Hey, Scott.
What's your address?
1743 Elm.
- Apartment number?
- D, who are you talking to?
- Uh yeah.
So its 1743 Elm apartment D.
You're having a
party and didn't invite me?
- Yeah, dope ass pool.
- You're acting kind of weird.
Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
I'm just, um today I've
had a lot on my mind.
Today, um.
- Its not just today,
you've been like
this for awhile.
Do you even know what day it is?
- Saturday.
- No silly, its our
three month anniversary.
Here.
Open it.
- Oh, god.
Three months?
I completely forgot.
- It's okay.
Go ahead.
- Roses are red,
violets are blue,
I'm not wearing any
panties so tonight lets...
Trini, this is dirty.
- Its been three months.
I want to play ball with you.
- I told you, I want
to take things slow.
- But I want to
take things fast...
And hard...
And however you want me...
- Oh.
Hey Trini.
- Hey, Miles.
You look good.
- Oh thank you very much.
I am working out at a new gym.
Plenty of hot chicks there.
Yeah.
- I was telling Scotty here
that I'm gonna be
joining the Lamdas.
- Oh, no, no, no.
Lamdas are a bunch of skanks.
No, you want to
go for the Omegas.
That's where the
classy chicks are at.
- Miles, who were
you talking to?
- Oh it was, it was Jack.
He's gonna drop by.
- So you are having a
party and didn't invite me.
- No, no I'm not having a party.
Miles.
Dude, why did you
invite him over?
- Well he wants to come over
and congratulate you.
Plus, he's, bringing
over some chick
he thinks I'll be into.
- Oh sounds like date now.
- Yeah, good thing, too.
I haven't fucking
blasted in a chick
in like a week.
- Dude, show some respect.
- Oh I don't mind.
Its kind of sexy.
- Oh.
Girl, maybe you ought
to be a Lamda after all.
- You know, that is so
typical of you, Miles.
- What, what are
you talking about?
- Like, you didn't
even think to ask me
before inviting a bunch
of people to my house.
- A bunch, just three people.
- Oh, three.
- Yeah.
- Three people.
- Yeah.
Jack, Jack's girlfriend,
and the girl that
I'm gonna get into.
- Oh my, dude you know
I'm busy right now.
I'm researching.
- Scotty, its fine.
It will be like a
night in your honor.
Miles, we weren't
doing anything.
He's just being a party pooper
- I like you, Trini.
You got a good girl, Scott.
- Okay, one drink.
One drink, you can
stay for one drink.
Okay, but no late
night binging, okay?
- One drink, I promise.
One drink.
By your dope ass fucking pool.
- I got you babe, don't worry.
Hey, how you liking
that new bat, slugger?
- It's fine.
Thanks, Jack.
Congrats on placing the draft.
- Thanks, bro.
Hey you're gonna be
able to knock that shit
right out of the
park, aren't you?
- So that's when I
realized that I could run
a 4:45 mile.
Yeah.
I'm fucking fast.
- Scott, I love your pool.
- Um, thank you.
Sandy is it?
- What, did Jack not
tell you about me?
- No, no I told him babe.
This guy just smokes
way too much weed.
- Well you need to get
out of that frat house
and get your own apartment
because I want a pool.
- Relax, babe.
You'll have it soon enough.
When they finalize
that contract,
you'll have whatever
pool you want.
- I can't believe I get to
swim here whenever I want
I'm in heaven.
- Yeah, its pretty
cool I guess, whatever.
Hey, you want to
take a shot with us?
- No, I'm fine.
- Alright, cause I
know you like to smoke
more than you like to drink.
I'm gonna go roll you a doobie
of the finest shit we got
here in Southern California.
What do you think?
You in?
- I'm into that.
- Tripsys.
Fuck yeah.
You need to loosen up, Scott.
- And then we won
silver at nationals.
Fucking silver.
Like which is obviously
fucking bullshit
because the other
side was using crank
and you can't, you
can't compete with that.
Like, could, could you
compete like with that,
and I don't, like
softball maybe?
Is that the kind of sport
that women are into?
Do they use crank in softball?
You get my point look.
The point is.
I got my dad to send a letter
to the judicial committee
just ripping them a new asshole.
Just right there pulling it open
threatening to fucking
take their funding
right out of their ass--
- Its Miles right?
- And you're?
Willow?
- Wendy.
- Wendy.
- First things first, Miles.
If you're trying to
get into a girls pants.
Remember her name.
Then maybe ask her a question
about herself, you know?
Maybe you can try to find out
something interesting about me
girls are into that.
- Oh.
Yeah, uh.
What kind of music do you like?
Wendy?
- I'm really happy for you.
I know we haven't
been together long
but I know this is
something you really wanted.
Its okay to enjoy the moment.
Relax.
Celebrate.
Have a little fun, you know?
If there's something
bothering you, anything
you can tell me.
- I've been hearing
things in my apartment.
- Like what?
- Knocking, in the
middle of the night.
There's never anybody there.
- Maybe its just rusty
pipes or something.
- Its not pipes, Trini.
I think its something else.
- Maybe its a ghost.
What maybe.
Oh come on.
- Yeah.
- Hey, okay.
- So I really feel like
Limp Bizkit is incredibly
underappreciated, you know.
Like nobody like really
thinks about the fact
that he actually combined
rap with fucking metal.
I mean, like how
fucking insane is that?
Like, have you like
actually like taken,
like Papa Roach, too.
Holy fucking shit, just...
Oh.
Okay.
Playing hard to get.
Okay Wendy.
Take my shirt off in a flourish.
I'm game.
What's up?
Fucking cannonball, bitches.
- You're a fucking animal, bro.
- Fuck its cold.
Your balls
suck up in you, dude?
Oh they're
way up in there, bro.
Its not that bad.
- That's easy for you to
say, you don't have them.
- Stop being a puss.
- Oh fuck you.
- Fuck you, dude.
- Never have I ever
been to Europe.
- Germany and Amsterdam.
Fucking amazing
women in Amsterdam.
- Doesn't count if you
had to pay for it bro.
- They take credit
cards by the way.
What about you,
Wendy, where you been?
- Germany, Italy,
France, Greece.
Pretty much everywhere.
- That must of been amazing.
- It just feels like a
different world over there.
Not like America.
You can just feel the
spirits in the air.
All the history, the people.
Lots of fascinating experiences.
How long
were you there for?
- On and off for
about three years.
I was dating a guy but
it didn't work out.
- Oh god, don't bring up Steven.
- Steven?
- Oh who's Steven?
- My ex.
Lets just say I had
to Brexit that shit.
- I got one, okay.
Never have I ever hit a home run
in a baseball game.
Does Tball count?
- That's cute, babe.
- Okay my turn.
Never have I ever
had sex at a party.
- Well, we can count
Scotty out of this one.
- Wow, that's really
nice of you Miles.
- What, unless
you've gotten some
and haven't fucking told us.
We used to call this
fucking guy Scotty V
in the dugout.
- That's right.
- What's that mean?
- That means this little shit
wouldn't know what
to do to a pussy
if he fell inside one.
- You guys are assholes.
God, that's sweet, Scott.
- Thanks.
Yeah not everyone fucks
everything with two legs.
- Sometimes they don't
have to have two legs.
- Maybe he's just waiting for
the right girl to come along?
- Oh please.
That's a bunch of shit.
This games a bunch of shit.
Scott's barely drank anything.
Can we move on, play
something else maybe?
- Who cares.
I think you've had too much.
- Scott's barely had
two sips of that thing.
It looks like he's gonna
fucking puke already.
Oh.
Big man.
- Oh get it, boy.
Go, go, go.
Go, go, go, go.
- Alright.
- He's gonna throw up.
- Alright.
- What do you think
of that, Jack?
- Fucking burn, man.
That's what I'm talking about.
- Not bad for a fucking rookie.
- So who'd you hook up with?
- Yeah, tell us.
- It was nothing.
Its just a few flings.
- A few?
- Tell everyone about it.
Let's hear it.
- No, no.
Look, this game,
let's just moved on.
- No, no what's the matter Jack?
Do you have something to
say or have you had enough?
- No, I just think this
games for fucking faggots.
- Okay, you don't
need to get so upset.
Its just a game.
- If its just a fucking game,
then drop it, alright.
- You don't need to
feel so bad, Jack.
You're not the only one
that's had party hookups.
- Who hasn't?
- I haven't.
I only like to sleep with
people I really care about.
- Aw, somebody
get Trini a medal.
Miss pure and,
oh my god you guys
are like a fucking
couple on a Hallmark card.
Jesus Christ.
- Alright, Miles,
I said drop it.
Look, I got an idea.
Go get my weed out of the car.
- What, your legs broken?
Okay.
Alright.
Where you park?
- Alright, that's it for you.
- Hey Wendy, you want to come--
- I'm good here, thank you.
- Cool, okay.
Fuck you buddy.
Better than getting
rejected in the parking lot.
- Ah, suck a cock.
- No you're not.
- I don't get it.
You're never gonna
play baseball at this rate.
- What's the matter, Miles?
You look like
you've seen a ghost.
- Miles, what's wrong?
- You got my weed?
- Scott, can I have a
word with you, please?
What's going on?
- In private.
- Oh.
Girl talk.
- Sure, no problem.
- I saw something outside.
- What the hell is
that supposed to mean?
- I saw her.
- What?
- The fucking girl
from the party, man.
I saw her, Scott.
- You can't be serious.
- She was there.
She was.
I don't know how to say this
but she.
She didn't look good.
- Did she see you run up here?
- She had knives
on her hand, man.
She was wrapped in a blanket
and she was fucking
covered in blood.
- What are you
ladies doing in here?
- Nothing, man.
- Are you sure it
was the same girl?
- What are you
guys talking about?
- Nothing, bro.
- Miles saw someone
outside just now.
- Oh yeah?
Who did you see, Miles?
- Miles, tell him.
- I saw a girl
wrapped in a blanket.
- Shut the fuck up.
I told you that if you ever
talked about this again,
I'd fucking kill you.
Did you guys think
I was fucking around
when I said that?
- Look, Jack I'm
fucking serious, man.
She was like undead
or some shit.
- Listen Miles,
nobody's out there.
That girl is dead
and gone forever.
You hear me?
- How can you be so sure?
- Because I caved her skull in
with a fucking
baseball bat, Scott.
That's how.
- Someone wrote
on your car, man.
It said Serena.
I don't know what it means.
- It doesn't mean shit.
- Baby, where are you going?
Jack, where are you going?
- Someone vandalized my car.
I'm gonna check it out.
- Are you serious?
- Douche bag.
- Is that why you're
so freaked out, Miles
- What did it say?
- It said Delta Beta Lambda.
Just fucking faggots
on the swim team.
They want Jack, real bad.
- Scott, Scott
where are you going?
Scott, wait up.
Scott, wait up.
Where you going?
- I'm just making
sure Jack is okay.
- He's fine.
He's just going to his car.
- Trini, there is
something going on.
- What, he'll get his car fixed.
- No, no, no.
It's not that.
Jesus.
- What, Scott what is it?
- It's Miles, Miles he's
been hearing things.
He's been having nightmares,
seeing some stuff and
there's been sounds.
- Like the knocking
you were talking about?
- Trini, Trini.
I did something bad.
- Scott...
- And I think its all connected.
- Scott, what did you do?
- I've been, I've been
having nightmares, too.
I've been seeing things
that aren't there,
hearing knocking in
the middle of the night
and no ones.
I hear scratching
and whispers, Trini.
Its affected both of us
- Hey, what are
we talking about?
- Nothing.
How was your car?
- Its fine, there's
nothing wrong with it.
Miles is a liar.
Everything okay, Scott?
- Yeah, yeah.
Let's all just go back upstairs.
- Yeah, let's go back upstairs.
After you.
- How's the car?
- There's nothing wrong with it.
Miles is a fucking liar.
- But I saw--
- I said there's
nothing wrong with it.
Drop it.
- Jack.
- Okay.
- Jack, you don't have
to be such a jerk.
- Hey, I don't have to
listen to anything you say,
alright?
- Maybe we should just go.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, there's something
going on with you guys
and its getting weird.
Miles, can
you take Jack home?
Scott, the door.
- Scott, the fucking door.
Are you gonna answer it?
- I didn't hear anything.
- Are you fucking retarded?
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Oh god, its her.
- Its who.
What are you talking about?
- Trini, Trini, you
heard that right?
You heard that?
- Someones just fucking with us.
- You guys heard that right?
You guys didn't hear that?
Oh some fucking ghost type shit.
- Are you guys fucking
high or something?
- Don't joke about that, okay?
- Miles what do you
mean ghost shit?
- Miles, I've been
hearing it, too.
Everything.
- No.
- Everything, yes.
The knocking and
even the whispers.
- No, its a bad dream.
Its all a bad fucking dream.
- What are you talking about?
- There hasn't been
any knocking, guys.
- You guys are acting
fucking insane.
- You, you heard it.
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- Shut the fuck up and
stop playing games.
- Calm down, Jack.
- Hey fuck you, we all heard it.
Plain as day.
- Jack, there's
no one out there.
- Its her.
- Stop fucking
saying that, Miles.
- Scott, they're freaking me out
- You guys are all crazy.
- Miles, who are
you talking about?
Jack have you been
hearing things too?
Its possible that
whatever this is
is only affecting you
three for some reason.
- Oh fuck you.
The only thing I keep hearing
is a bunch of bullshit.
- Wendy, what did
you mean by that?
- Look, look.
I don't know if you guys
are just fucking with us
or what but if what
you're saying is true
then maybe you guys are
sharing the same paranormal
experience.
- Paranormal experience.
- I mean maybe its possible
that an entity is
trying to communicate
with you guys for some reason.
- But only them three?
I mean that seems to be random.
- I don't know.
- It seems like you know
a lot about this shit.
- Well you know a
lot about baseball.
Everyone has their hobbies.
- How would they get rid of it?
- Have you guys ever tried
to communicate with it?
- Oh fucking horseshit.
I don't buy any of this.
Someones fucking with us
and when I find them,
they're fucking dead.
- How do we get
rid of it, Wendy?
- Maybe you could
try to speak with it.
Ask it what it wants.
Maybe it needs something.
- Fuck this voodoo shit.
- Jack, why don't you
just shut it, okay?
Hey, fuck you!
- That's enough!
Wendy.
Tell us what we need.
- Do you have any candles?
Everyone clear your minds,
be open to anything.
Let us know if
you hear anything.
- I can't believe you have
this many candles, Scott.
So fucking gay.
- Jack, listen.
Just be quiet for five minutes.
- Okay, let's see what happens.
We're calling to the
spirit that is present.
We're calling to you with
peace and love in our hearts.
We're calling to you from
the world of the living.
Can you hear us?
- See, I told you this
shit is fucking stupid.
- I heard a knock.
- I heard it, too.
- Holy fuck.
We hear you spirit,
we hear you reaching out to us.
Are you here with
peace in your heart?
Are you, are you here
with anger in your heart?
- There's no fucking ghost.
There's nothing out there.
- It's fucking knocking
on the door, man.
- Don't be fucking stupid.
There's nothing out there.
Ghosts aren't real.
- Do you know someone
in this apartment?
- Three knocks.
I heard it.
- Guys, I don't want
to do this anymore.
- Knock it off, Wendy.
I don't know how
you're doing this
but I fucking know you are.
- Is it really so
hard to believe, Jack?
- Scott, tell her to stop.
- Did someone hurt you?
- Wendy?
What's wrong with her?
Oh god, she's
having a seizure or some shit.
- Knock it off.
- I better call the police.
- The fuck you are.
She's just fucking with us.
This is all an act.
- Maybe I want some Jack.
- Shut the fuck up.
What I tell you?
What I tell you?
Jesus Christ.
- This is all just an act.
It was you, huh?
I knew I couldn't
fucking trust you.
You fucking Mexican.
- Jack, Jack.
What the fuck are you doing?
- Jack, put that down.
- Shut the fuck up.
You're all in on it.
Aren't you?
- I'm calling the police.
- The fuck you are.
All of you, huh?
You're all behind this.
Why are you trying
to freak me out?
Who's out there, Wendy?
Who's out there?
- I told you, man.
- No, fuck you, Miles.
I know you're in on this, too.
You motherfucker.
I thought I could
fucking trust you.
- I'm not in on this shit, man.
- Maybe not, but she is.
Why are you fucking
with me, Wendy?
Who's out there?
Why have you been
terrorizing me?
- Terrorizing you?
What are you talking about?
- I know its been you all
along, you fucking cunt.
Scratching at my windows,
knocking at my door.
Writing on my fucking car.
- Oh Jesus Christ.
- I don't want to be
on this couch anymore!
- Sit the fuck back down!
- Fuck you!
- Jesus Christ.
- What did you do.
You cut her
face, you bastard!
Let me go.
I'm gonna fucking kill you.
Miles, knock him out.
- Trini, are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah I'm okay.
- Maybe, maybe its
all over, Miles.
Guys,
it's gonna be okay.
Sandy call 911.
- Hi, yes, I need an ambulance.
My friend has been attacked.
- Miles, we need something
to wrap her up, help.
- Bathroom.
Okay you
guys just stay there.
If he moves, hit him again.
Miles, let's go.
Come on.
- Scott.
The ghost.
Who was it?
- Scott.
You must know something.
- I uh.
I don't know.
- You're lying.
Tell us, Scott.
And everything will be okay.
- Confess it, Scott.
- Trini, what are
you talking about?
- Confess it, tell
us what you did.
- Miles?
Toss me that knife.
Keep going.
I think he likes it.
Keep going.
- Miles.
Miles, wake up.
Shut up.
- Miles, wake up, Miles.
Miles, please wake up.
Miles we're tied up.
Miles, wake up, Miles.
Miles.
Miles.
- One of them is awake.
- Trini, what the
fuck is going on?
What is going on?
I don't know anything.
What's going...
What the fuck are you doing?
Why the fuck am I,
why am I tied up?
- Tell us what you did, Scott.
- The girl, you killed, Scott.
Tell us about the
girl you killed.
- I didn't kill her.
I swear I didn't kill her.
Trini, Trini.
Please, please.
- We're only giving
you what you deserve.
- Stop.
Stop.
- Doing what you did.
- Trini, please.
Stop.
- Making things even.
- Stop, stop, stop.
Please.
Please.
Trini, please.
Trini, please.
- I said be quiet!
Be quiet.
Gag him, I can't concentrate.
Please just.
- Thanks for the fuck, friend.
How does it feel to be helpless,
vulnerable, covered in somebody
else's sweat and blood?
- We don't want to
hurt you, Scott.
We don't want to hurt any
of the men that we meet.
We just want to
make things right.
- I didn't kill anyone.
- But you did, Scott.
You raped her, you
bashed her with a bat
and you left her to die!
- I didn't know what
they did to her.
I didn't know.
They just asked me to drive them
and that was all.
I said yes, I did.
But I didn't know what they did.
I didn't know.
- Hand me the phone.
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I swear I'm sorry.
I didn't, what are you doing?
Please just let, stop,
just let me go.
You know like Freddy,
Freddy Kruger, like put knives
on your fingers and
see how wet she gets.
You fucking faggot.
- You knew and you did nothing.
I'm
gonna give her some jack.
- How did you get that?
- Don't be an idiot, Scott.
- You want to meet her, Scott?
Do you want to meet Serena?
- You see, boys.
When Serena came and found us
and told us what you had done,
we couldn't resist the
urge to make things right.
- Scott.
- Fucking crazy.
- Scott.
You were a decent guy
but just not decent enough.
- Now, you learn a lesson.
About what happens
when you rape.
- When you murder.
- And worst of all,
when you think you
can get away with it.
Its been so fun getting
to know you know
these past few weeks, Miles.
But now its time to go to sleep.
- Fuck you, fucking cunt.
Do you know who my
fucking father is?
You fucking....
no, please.
- This is what you get.
- Congrats, Scott.
You made the team.
- And now we leave you
like you left me
and like all of
them left us behind.
- Bleeding.
- Hurt.
- And afraid.
- Softly knocking
on deaths door.
- But don't worry, Scott.
We won't tell anyone
what's happened here.
Nobody has to know, right?
- Nobody has to know.
♪ When I was a girl ♪
♪ My mother ♪
♪ She told me ♪
♪ Child if you're good ♪
♪ You can be ♪
♪ Anything ♪
♪ That you want to be ♪
♪ Now I'm grown ♪
♪ And I know ♪
♪ Its a lie ♪
♪ Its a lie ♪
♪ Its a lie ♪
♪ When I was in school ♪
♪ My teacher told me listen ♪
♪ Don't grow up too fast ♪
♪ Take your time ♪
♪ And you can ♪
♪ Do anything ♪
♪ That you ♪
♪ Want to do ♪
♪ Now I'm grown ♪
♪ And I know ♪
♪ Its a lie ♪
♪ Don't have time to look back ♪
♪ On mistakes ♪
♪ Because I'm so far behind ♪
♪ There's no chance
to win the race ♪
♪ But through all it ♪
♪ You've been proud of me ♪
♪ I won't let you down ♪
♪ No I will never let ♪
♪ Down ♪
♪ When you held my face ♪
♪ And said there is no one ♪
♪ Who could ever ♪
Hi, Scott.
- Scott, its me, Trini.
Or at least that's what
I've been calling myself
since we've met.
I just wanted to
apologize for everything.
You see, we let you
live for a reason.
When I was assaulted
two years ago.
I thought my life was over
nobody believed me.
Nobody trusted me
but that wasn't
even the worst part.
Its not just the thoughts
that kill you slowly, Scott.
I hope you understand.
Just do what I'm doing
and make the most out
of what you got left.
Fun party, Scott.
Thanks for having us.
- We felt bad for what we did.
So we called you some help.
Something you could of
done to prevent this.
See, we're not all bad.
They should be there soon.
Don't try to find us, Scott.
Consider us ghosts.
But if we ever see you again,
Serena will pay
you another visit.
Love you sweetie, see you later.
- Are you okay?
- I'm okay.
What time is the plane?
- In like three hours.
We got to go.
- Its gonna be okay.
This works every time.
- Serena, do you
feel any better?
♪ I would love to see
you love yourself ♪
♪ And rise above yourself ♪
♪ Feeling so sorry ♪
♪ All the time ♪
♪ I wish you could see a life ♪
♪ Like I do ♪
♪ Just look through my eyes ♪
♪ And see its not so bad ♪
♪ At all ♪
♪ No you got to let go ♪
♪ And just lose ♪
♪ Whatever is holding ♪
♪ You back ♪
♪ From getting
where you're going ♪
♪ Leave it all behind ♪
♪ And don't look back ♪
♪ Because when you do ♪
♪ You're gonna do
well in there ♪
♪ And baby life is better ♪
♪ When you're up in the air ♪
♪ Like I pay no mind ♪
♪ So people who care ♪
♪ Can you follow
in my footsteps ♪
♪ I swear I take you there ♪
♪ No makeup ♪
♪ But I wake up ♪
♪ Make stuff ♪
♪ Getting in my car ♪
♪ And roll the windows ♪
♪ Down ♪
♪ The worlds singing ♪
♪ But you can't hear a sound ♪
♪ Wait till we made a fool ♪
♪ So you follow by the rules ♪
♪ You're too god for ♪
♪ Baby can you turn ♪
♪ Around ♪
♪ Come with me ♪
♪ Lets get out of this town ♪
♪ Free yourself ♪
♪ And just believe yourself ♪
♪ To truly be ♪
♪ Yourself and go out ♪
♪ You'll find you ♪
♪ You're blind and upset ♪
♪ But I can bring you back ♪
♪ So many things ♪
♪ Go back ♪
♪ When you're traveling ♪
♪ Down the wrong path ♪
♪ Moving in the shadows ♪
♪ All because you're so scared ♪
♪ And baby life is better ♪
♪ When you're up in the air ♪
♪ Like I'm so alive ♪
♪ I do what I dare ♪
♪ Can you follow
in my footsteps ♪
♪ I swear I'll take you there ♪
♪ No make up ♪
♪ But I wake up ♪
♪ Make stuff ♪
♪ Get into my car ♪
♪ And roll the windows down ♪
♪ The worlds singing but
you can't hear a sound ♪
♪ Made to a fool ♪
♪ So you follow by the rules ♪
♪ You're too good for ♪
♪ Baby can you turn around ♪
♪ Come with me ♪
♪ Let's get out of this town ♪
One, two, three, and down.
Up, all change, walk, walk.
Circle, hip.
Not bad, let's try it again.
Back to one.
Five, six, seven, eight.
One, two, three, and down.
Up, ball change, walk, walk.
Circle, hip.
Okay, everybody, that's
enough for today.
Good job, happy with
what I'm seeing.
Very happy.
Lisa, can I talk to
you for a minute?
- Yes, Mr. Samuels.
I notice you seem a little
tense in your movements tonight.
- Oh, I'm sorry,
didn't realize that.
- It's fine, it's fine.
Let me show you something.
Let's have you look
away from the mirror
because that's probably
distracting you.
Now, I want you to just breathe.
In and out.
Okay, keep breathing.
Now, feel this tension in here?
- Yeah.
- All right, we're gonna
let that go on the exhale
as you move into
the next position.
You ready?
Inhale and switch.
Let everything go.
Let your muscles relax,
let everything go.
Loose, loose, let loose,
let loose, let loose.
Good, there, you see?
Is that better?
- Yeah, thanks so
much, Mr. Samuels.
It feels better.
- Please, call me Elijah.
- Okay, thanks, Elijah.
I'll see you next week.
- Okay.
Actually, I do offer
private lessons on occasion
for more one on one attention.
Not that you need it, but I
really think I can help you out.
- Great, love that.
- I'll even give you the
first three lessons free.
Just let me know.
- Thanks, Mr. Samuels.
- Ah.
- Elijah.
Thanks a lot, Elijah.
- My pleasure.
- Bye.
- Uh.
Shit!
Hi, honey, class is out.
Goddamn car won't start.
Yes, I know.
I know it only has 30,000 miles.
What do you want me to do?
I will, I will.
We'll take it to the
dealership tomorrow.
Will you please just
pick me up tonight?
Thank you, all right.
Okay, I'll see you soon.
I love you, too.
Hello?
Hello?
Oh my god.
Please don't do this.
I have a family.
I have kids, two little boys.
Timmy's only four!
You don't have to do this.
I'm a good man.
I never hurt anybody.
Oh my god.
You, how?
Oh, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!
I didn't mean anything by it.
Please.
You have to forgive me!
Forgive me, oh, geez!
Oh, Jesus, no, god!
Help me!
♪ When I was a girl,
my mother she told me ♪
♪ Child if you're good
you can be anything ♪
♪ That you wanna be ♪
♪ Now I'm grown and
I know it's a lie ♪
♪ It's a lie, it's a lie ♪
♪ When I was in school my
teacher told me listen ♪
♪ Don't grow up too
fast take your time ♪
♪ And you can do anything
that you wanna do ♪
♪ Now I'm grown and
I know it's a lie ♪
♪ Don't have time to
look back on mistakes ♪
♪ 'Cause I'm so far behind there's no chance to end the race ♪
♪ But through all that
you've been proud of me ♪
♪ I won't let you down,
no I won't let you down ♪
♪ He's a bad man,
he's a bad man ♪
♪ He's a bad man,
he's a bad man ♪
♪ He's a bad man,
he's a bad man ♪
♪ He's a bad man,
he's a bad man ♪
♪ Yo we crazy as shit,
yo we crazy as shit ♪
♪ Yo we crazy as shit ♪
♪ Yo we crazy as shit,
yo we crazy as shit ♪
- All right you chicken
fuckers, let's start this party!
Hey, I'm one drink
away from fucking
each and every one
of you tonight!
Especially you in
the blue shirt!
Yeah!
- And all I went through,
and I have the whisky.
- My whisky.
- Oh, no, no.
- Yes, yes, yes.
- Drink it or get the fuck out.
Oh.
- Yeah.
Alright,
alright, here we go.
- Yeah, there you go!
That's it.
Awww.
- Now try it one more time,
one more time, one more time.
- No, no, I just--
- No, no, no, one more time,
one more time.
- Do it again,
but just don't waste it.
- You got this.
Yeah, you got it.
- It's really, it's good.
- We'll do it with you, ready?
Yeah.
- Okay.
Yeah.
There you go.
Alright.
- The party, say that.
I guess you can stay.
- I'll be right back,
I'll be right back.
- Don't drink my whisky
and just walk away.
- That's what's happening.
Oh!
- Carla?
Mm-hmm.
- Carla?
- Yeah.
- Can we go please?
- I thought your name was Cara?
- You know my name, God.
- What's wrong, honey?
- I'm just not
feeling very good.
Can we just go home?
- Wait, can.
How did you get so drunk?
It's only like 11:30.
- I know, can I
just have your keys?
I'll go myself.
- Alright.
- She'll be fine.
- Alright, alright.
Just hold on, let
me get my keys.
- Okay.
You got this, right?
Okay, you're gonna
just go straight
out the door to the right.
It's one block.
- Alright.
- Alright, I love you.
Don't tell your
Mom, she'll kill me.
- Love you, too.
- It's just a block.
Got It.
- Okay, love you!
- Love you, too.
- You're such a Mom.
- You're being a dick, it's my--
- How old is she?
- Is she gonna be okay?
- She'll be fine, she'll
just go walk there.
♪ They know what I like,
they know what I need ♪
♪ These are a confessions
of a sex queen ♪
♪ I fuck with crazy dudes ♪
♪ Let 'em use me
for they pleasure ♪
♪ Does he have a record, the
more problems the better ♪
♪ Get into my bedroom and
fuck me like a leopard ♪
♪ Grab onto my head, do
it, pull me like a lever ♪
- Holy shit, look at this chick.
- Ooh, she's cute.
- Hey, whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hey there, girlie.
- Oh, shit.
She almost fucking face planted.
- Hi.
- You okay?
- I'm just going home.
- You're going home,
the party's this way.
- I'm done.
- Oh, no.
- Whoa whoa whoa.
- What's, what's
your name, girlie?
- I took the shots and--
- Obviously.
- Dude, she's obviously
fuckin' shithouse.
Could we like call her
like an Uber or something?
- Fuck, no, dude, if
she pukes in there it's
like 250 bucks.
We can't let her do that.
Ah, fuck, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey.
You gonna puke or what?
- I wanna party.
Come on, we're
gonna take you home.
Where do you live?
- Oh, uh.
Shit.
I don't know.
I don't know.
Now, we're gettin' somewhere.
Look, where do you live girl?
- Uh.
I'm visiting my friend's house.
- Cool, cool, we'll
take her back.
- Oh.
- Oh, no, no.
- Just tell us which direction.
Where do you live?
Where does she live?
- Um.
I don't know.
- It's alright,
it's alright, look.
We're gonna take her
back to our place.
- Yeah.
- And go from there.
- Come on.
Look, obviously,
you can't be fucking
out all alone by yourself.
Come on.
- No.
- Come on.
- Come on, come on!
- Look, our place is just
right around the corner.
We'll take you right home.
- Oh, oh, oh.
Hello.
Damn, dude, she
fuckin' likes you.
- Alright.
We're gonna go
back to our place.
Oh, hold on, hold on, hold on.
Poppa raised a gentleman.
- Oh.
Suave mother fucker.
Oh, you stupid cunt.
- You're cute.
- You doin' alright?
- Good girl.
- You know what, you
know what, hold on.
- There you go.
- You wanna hit this?
- Here.
We'll show you.
See.
There we.
- Careful, careful.
That's good shit.
- Damn girl.
You're gonna be alright.
Why are you laughing?
- She's cracking up, bro.
- I told you it was
good shit, dude.
Why are you laughing, cutie?
I'm just.
- Hey bro, I'm gonna
go get some more candy.
- Yeah.
- Alright.
- Hey girl.
What's your name?
- My names Serena.
- That's beautiful.
- I've never had
Everclear before.
- Oh you want some vodka huh?
I got some 151 over there.
If you'd like.
- What's your name?
- Its jack.
- Jack.
Jack, maybe I want some Jack.
What are you doing?
- You're a wild one, aren't you?
You're turn, come on.
Here, here I'll help you.
I'll help you.
Careful, don't drink it all.
Careful.
What the fuck?
I told you to be
careful, alright?
- What the fucks
going on in here?
Dude, you ready to fucking
go to the party now?
- No, dude.
Go without me.
I got something going on here.
- Man, that's fucking weak.
I'm trying to get with
Sarah Thomson, right?
- Then fucking go.
We're talking, alright?
- What the fucks up
with this drunk bitch?
- Dude, she said she
wants to fuck me.
- She wants to fuck you?
It looks like she's fucking
laughing at you, bro.
- Hey dude, fuck you.
We were just making out
and everything, alright.
- Bullshit.
- Fuck you.
- Prove it.
- What?
- Prove she wants to fuck you.
- Fucking ask her
yourself, dude.
She just said it.
- Hey.
Girlie.
You want to fuck
my friend or want?
- I want some more Jack.
- Oh shit.
- See?
Now get the fuck out
of here, alright?
- No dude, before you fuck her.
Take some of this shit.
- Good call man, I
like the way you think.
- Take some of this.
Makes your dick numb and shit.
- Let me get some
of that, shit, dude.
You're fucking insane, bro.
Alright, fucking bail.
- No man, let me, let
me chill out for a bit.
- Carla?
- Oh Carla, is that
your name girlie?
- I need to go home.
- You're home, baby.
What the fuck are you doing?
- Taking pictures
of this drunk bitch.
What's it look like, man?
Just gonna.
- Fucking sick, dude, fuck.
You still with me baby?
Oh yeah.
Let me get some more
of that shit, dude.
Oh fuck.
Fuck, that's good shit.
What do you think, she's hot?
I already told you.
- No faggot, temperature.
- Why don't you
take her jacket off,
help her out.
- Alright.
This bitch is wet as fuck.
- Oh dude, she is out cold.
You could like Freddy her
and she wouldn't
even fucking know it.
- What the fuck does that mean?
- You know like
Freddy, Freddy Kruger,
you know put knives
on your fingers
and see how wet she gets.
- You're a fucking faggot, dude.
I'm gonna give her some jack.
- Give it to her, bro.
- What's happening?
- Its okay, baby, its okay.
- Get off of me.
Get off of me!
Get off of me!
- Ah, you fuck!
- Are you okay?
- She fucking bit my hand, dude.
That fucking bitch bit my hand.
- Let me see, let me see.
Oh dude, she took a fucking
chunk out of it man.
- Oh fuck.
Do you have any idea
what you've done?
- Calm down man.
- You bite my hand?
You bite my hand, huh?
Why would you come over
if you didn't want it?
- Jack man, stop.
Just fucking.
Jack, stop man.
Jack.
Jesus, bro.
- Shut the fuck up, dude.
You see what she did to me?
Coach will be fucking
pissed when he sees this.
- Its not your fault.
- I fucking know that.
That doesn't change the fact
I can't fucking pitch now.
She fucking puked on
my bed, too, dude.
Fuck.
This bitch is fucking gone.
Get her out of here.
- What's her name?
- I don't fucking know.
She didn't tell me.
- Hey bitch.
Hey come on, its time to go.
- Listen bitch,
if you don't get
the fuck out of here
I'm gonna split your face.
- She.
She doesn't look so good, man.
- She's fine.
What?
- She's.
- What?
- She's not, she's
not breathing, man.
- What, are you
fucking kidding me?
- She's not breathing,
she's not fucking
breathing, man.
What the fuck did you do?
- Just calm down.
I'm sure she's fine.
- She's not, she's not man.
Man, you are fucked.
- Hey fuck you.
You helped me bring her up here,
you fucking videotaped it,
this is just as much your fault
as it is hers.
- You fucking choked her.
- I didn't fucking
choke her that hard.
Give her mouth to mouth.
- Fuck that, man.
She's got puke all over her.
- Just fucking do it, Miles.
- Oh god, I got an idea.
- Are you fucking
getting high again?
- No I'm gonna fucking jump
start her or something.
- That's not gonna fucking
work if she's not breathing
you dumb ass.
- Jesus Christ, man,
we are so fucked.
- Just calm down.
We just, we need to
fucking think for a second.
We need to get her
fucking out of here.
Like right the fuck now.
- You're right, no one
can know about this.
- Yeah, no.
Hello,
Miles are you here?
- Shit, Scott.
- Are you fucking kidding me?
- He can help us move her.
He doesn't, he doesn't,
he won't say anything.
He doesn't drink, so he can
just drive us out of here.
- I'll drive myself, alright?
- Jack, don't.
Jack, look we can't.
Okay, you've been drinking,
I've been drinking.
We're both wasted.
We got to dump this
bitch somewhere.
Look, this is gonna heal.
This will be fine,
this will heal
but man if we get a DUI,
we are fucked.
Okay, the coach
will suspend you,
fuck he'll suspend both of us.
- I don't fucking trust Scott.
He's Mexican.
- Look I know Scott,
okay, I'll vouch for him.
Hello?
- We're up here, buddy.
- Hey guys, don't
mean to cock block you
but you have any
grass I can, um.
- Scott, man.
- What are you guys.
- We are so glad to see you.
Look we need.
We need some help.
- Is that the girl from
those pictures you sent me?
- Fuck.
- Look Scott.
- What are you guys
doing in here?
- Scott, man, this bitch
she fucking attacked us.
Man she bit Jack,
she fucking pulled
a knife on me.
- God, Jesus Christ.
Are you guys okay?
- We're fine but
we need your help
help me get her out of bed.
- Where are we taking her?
- Stop asking so many
fucking questions, Scott
and just help me out.
- You know, I don't really
feel right about this.
I'm just gonna.
I don't need.
- Scott, Scott, I mean.
You weren't there, man.
Okay?
She fucking came at us, man.
Its the truth.
She came at us and we
have to get her out of,
we just have to
get her out of here
before she wakes up
or we are all fucked.
Okay?
All we need is for you
to drive us out of here,
that's it.
- Look Scott.
If you help us, I promise
you'll make the team.
I've seen the way you
swing that bat, buddy.
Coach is impressed.
Trust me, my word
goes a long way.
Right?
We just can't have
the cops around here.
Alright?
So what do you say, are you in?
Delta Gamma Theta, dude.
- Just don't want
the cops, Scott.
- Yeah, yeah.
No problem.
- You are a fucking
lifesaver, man.
- Yeah thank you, thank
you so much, Scott.
Alright dude, grab her legs.
- You know, for a tiny woman,
she's actually very heavy
- Fuck, fuck.
What the fuck man?
Go, drive.
- Uh where are we going?
- Just fucking keep
driving, Scott.
- Why is there blood
on that blanket?
- Stop asking so many
fucking questions, Scott.
We did what we had to do.
- You weren't there, Scott.
Shes' fucking crazy.
Attacked us.
I mean she was coked
up or something.
- Who is she?
- Its not important.
What's important is
that we get rid of her
so that nobody can turn us in.
- Turn you in?
Like for what?
I mean, if she attacked you
you've got nothing to
worry about, right?
Look, we can just call the cops.
- No, fuck that.
- Are you fucking stupid, Scott?
Police always believe the woman.
If anybody finds out
about this, we're fucked.
We'll be expelled.
Do you get it?
- Well, what about
when she wakes up?
- I wouldn't worry about that.
- Miles, delete those
pictures off your phone.
- What?
- And the video, do it now.
You, too, Scott.
- I will as soon as I pull over.
- No, do it now!
- There, its done.
- Show me.
- What?
- Show me your fucking phones.
- She's dead, isn't she?
- Pull over here.
Listen.
What's done is done
and nothings gonna change that
and I sure as hell
am not gonna throw
away my future
for some dumb bitch I
don't even fucking know.
Miles, how is your
dad gonna feel
when he finds out about this?
Its not gonna look too
good in the papers, is it?
Hows that press
conference gonna go?
- Bad.
- That's right.
And why's that?
- Because, because
nobody has to know.
- You're goddamn right.
Now you Scott, say it.
- I um.
- Just fucking say it, Scott.
Nobody has to know.
Its not fucking hard.
- Nobody?
Nobody--
- The fucking words, Scott.
Just say nobody has to know.
I swear to god.
- Just say it, Scott.
We are in this together.
- Nobody has to know.
- Good.
Pull over up here.
- Hello?
Hey baby.
- Yeah.
Hey Trini.
Uh, um.
What's going on?
What are
you so upset about?
- Nothing, nothing.
I'm just home alone--
Okay great,
I'll come over.
I have something to give you.
- You know baby, actually,
I do want to see you right now
but I'm kind of busy.
I'll be there
in 20 minutes, okay?
- I have research to do and--
- Okay, bye.
Hey Scott?
Man can you open up,
I got to talk to you.
- Who is it?
- Can we just shut the fuck up
and open the door?
You know who it is.
Oh hey.
Buddy, congrats.
- Hey, Miles.
- You know, first base is
gonna get a lot of action
this year, so, we're
counting on you, bud.
- Yeah.
- You gonna let me in?
I would love to
see the new place.
- Nows not a good time.
- Just for like one
minute man, I promise.
- Trini is actually coming over,
so um.
- Trini?
- She's my girlfriend, man.
- Oh yeah.
Yeah.
Trini, the um,
the short chick, yeah.
She's cool, man.
- Yeah.
So um.
- Look man, just be one minute.
Okay?
Promise.
Oh.
This is good stuff, man.
- So what you want
to talk about?
- Expensive.
You mind if I have a glass?
- Sure, go ahead.
- Thanks.
That's uh.
That's real good.
- Miles, what did you
need to talk about?
- You're a psych major, right?
- Yeah.
- I've got a
question for you man.
Its gonna sound kinda gay.
I know its.
- What is it, Miles?
- Look I guess I wanted to know
if you know how
to repress dreams.
Does that make any sense?
- So you want to stop dreaming?
- Yeah, I guess, kinda.
You see, I've been
having these nightmares
and they've been
getting pretty bad
and its, its freaking me out.
- Yeah, well, me too.
- You have?
- No shit, Sherlock.
Every goddamn night.
Every time I close my eyes.
After what we've done.
- No, no fuck that.
If Jack knew that you
were bringing that up.
- He'd do what?
Huh, huh?
♪ I don't care what you think ♪
♪ Won't let you bother me ♪
♪ I don't care what you say ♪
♪ Oh no oh no ♪
♪ We're not here to look at ♪
♪ We're just here to dance ♪
♪ Don't ever fucking touch me ♪
♪ Please go fuck off ♪
♪ Fuck off ♪
- Jack, Wendy just texted,
she wants to meet up.
♪ Fuck off ♪
Jack?
Are you okay?
Jack?
- Yeah, yeah, no, no I'm fine.
I'm fine.
Its nothing.
- Can we go pick her up?
- Yeah, yeah.
I don't give a shit, babe.
Whatever you want to do.
- I'm not talking
about that, okay?
Look I've had my
nightmares, too.
Okay but I'm over that.
Fuck man, people make mistakes
and she shouldn't
of been that fucking
drunk in the first place.
- That's ridiculous, Miles.
- Maybe I shouldn't of either
okay or Jack.
Though as I recall,
you were fucking
toking up as well.
Look, I'm not here to
talk about that, okay?
I'm here because I've been
having nightmares, okay,
bad ones.
Okay, if it feels like
I'm not even asleep,
like they're happening
in real life.
- No shit.
You killed someone.
- We don't fucking
know, that, okay?
No one saw anything.
There were no fucking cameras
in the alleyway, right?
- I've been looking online
and I haven't been
able to find anything.
Nothing about a missing
girl or a hurt girl.
- Yeah, me neither.
Believe me, I have tried,
okay but maybe its not
as bad as we thought.
Right?
- Maybe you're,
maybe you're right?
Hand me my glass.
So what happens in these dreams?
- Its bizarre man.
It started, it started
happening a few weeks ago.
I was laying in bed and
then I started hearing
this strange, this scratching
noise outside my window
and at first, I
thought it was a dream
but the next night,
it got worse.
It was scratching
and then tapping
and knocking and, and
then it just got worse
and worse and then it
just started to seem
when I was happening
when I was awake.
I would wake up and
I would still hear
and I would walk outside
and it would just stop.
- Scratching, like
fingernails on a window.
- No.
I found this outside my window.
- Jesus.
Do you think that maybe
someones after you?
- Why would someone be after me?
I haven't fucking
done shit to anyone.
Whatever man, that's beside.
The point is, maybe its
all just been a bad dream.
I don't know, maybe
I, maybe I've been
sleep walking or something.
- Well then how do
you explain the knife?
- I don't know, that's why
I wanted to talk to you.
- Wait, why are you
looking at me like that?
What the hells that
supposed to mean?
- Was it you?
- What?
- Look man, I know we
put you in a rough spot,
okay we put you in a rough spot
but if you're trying to
like send a message to me
or something or if you're trying
to prove some kind of point
then this fucking needs to stop.
- Okay, you know
that's enough, Miles.
I haven't been back
to that frat house
since that night.
Since I moved out
and I've got no interest
in going back there.
Okay?
- Have you fucking told anyone?
Trina maybe?
- Trini.
No I haven't told anyone shit.
Like you said, you
got away with it.
- There's someone
at your door, man.
You gonna answer it?
Or have you been
hearing it, too?
- Hey, Trini.
- Hi.
Girls were so jealous
when I told them.
- Told them what?
- That I'm dating the only
freshman on the team, silly.
I'm gonna get into Phi
Beta Lambda because of you.
- Um, listen Trini,
I actually have some
company over now.
- Do you have a girl
here or something?
- No.
Its just Miles.
- Miles, I love Miles.
He's so sweet.
- Yeah, um.
We're actually in the middle
of something right now.
Yeah, hold
on I'll ask him.
- Do you want me to leave?
- Hey, Scott.
What's your address?
1743 Elm.
- Apartment number?
- D, who are you talking to?
- Uh yeah.
So its 1743 Elm apartment D.
You're having a
party and didn't invite me?
- Yeah, dope ass pool.
- You're acting kind of weird.
Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah.
I'm just, um today I've
had a lot on my mind.
Today, um.
- Its not just today,
you've been like
this for awhile.
Do you even know what day it is?
- Saturday.
- No silly, its our
three month anniversary.
Here.
Open it.
- Oh, god.
Three months?
I completely forgot.
- It's okay.
Go ahead.
- Roses are red,
violets are blue,
I'm not wearing any
panties so tonight lets...
Trini, this is dirty.
- Its been three months.
I want to play ball with you.
- I told you, I want
to take things slow.
- But I want to
take things fast...
And hard...
And however you want me...
- Oh.
Hey Trini.
- Hey, Miles.
You look good.
- Oh thank you very much.
I am working out at a new gym.
Plenty of hot chicks there.
Yeah.
- I was telling Scotty here
that I'm gonna be
joining the Lamdas.
- Oh, no, no, no.
Lamdas are a bunch of skanks.
No, you want to
go for the Omegas.
That's where the
classy chicks are at.
- Miles, who were
you talking to?
- Oh it was, it was Jack.
He's gonna drop by.
- So you are having a
party and didn't invite me.
- No, no I'm not having a party.
Miles.
Dude, why did you
invite him over?
- Well he wants to come over
and congratulate you.
Plus, he's, bringing
over some chick
he thinks I'll be into.
- Oh sounds like date now.
- Yeah, good thing, too.
I haven't fucking
blasted in a chick
in like a week.
- Dude, show some respect.
- Oh I don't mind.
Its kind of sexy.
- Oh.
Girl, maybe you ought
to be a Lamda after all.
- You know, that is so
typical of you, Miles.
- What, what are
you talking about?
- Like, you didn't
even think to ask me
before inviting a bunch
of people to my house.
- A bunch, just three people.
- Oh, three.
- Yeah.
- Three people.
- Yeah.
Jack, Jack's girlfriend,
and the girl that
I'm gonna get into.
- Oh my, dude you know
I'm busy right now.
I'm researching.
- Scotty, its fine.
It will be like a
night in your honor.
Miles, we weren't
doing anything.
He's just being a party pooper
- I like you, Trini.
You got a good girl, Scott.
- Okay, one drink.
One drink, you can
stay for one drink.
Okay, but no late
night binging, okay?
- One drink, I promise.
One drink.
By your dope ass fucking pool.
- I got you babe, don't worry.
Hey, how you liking
that new bat, slugger?
- It's fine.
Thanks, Jack.
Congrats on placing the draft.
- Thanks, bro.
Hey you're gonna be
able to knock that shit
right out of the
park, aren't you?
- So that's when I
realized that I could run
a 4:45 mile.
Yeah.
I'm fucking fast.
- Scott, I love your pool.
- Um, thank you.
Sandy is it?
- What, did Jack not
tell you about me?
- No, no I told him babe.
This guy just smokes
way too much weed.
- Well you need to get
out of that frat house
and get your own apartment
because I want a pool.
- Relax, babe.
You'll have it soon enough.
When they finalize
that contract,
you'll have whatever
pool you want.
- I can't believe I get to
swim here whenever I want
I'm in heaven.
- Yeah, its pretty
cool I guess, whatever.
Hey, you want to
take a shot with us?
- No, I'm fine.
- Alright, cause I
know you like to smoke
more than you like to drink.
I'm gonna go roll you a doobie
of the finest shit we got
here in Southern California.
What do you think?
You in?
- I'm into that.
- Tripsys.
Fuck yeah.
You need to loosen up, Scott.
- And then we won
silver at nationals.
Fucking silver.
Like which is obviously
fucking bullshit
because the other
side was using crank
and you can't, you
can't compete with that.
Like, could, could you
compete like with that,
and I don't, like
softball maybe?
Is that the kind of sport
that women are into?
Do they use crank in softball?
You get my point look.
The point is.
I got my dad to send a letter
to the judicial committee
just ripping them a new asshole.
Just right there pulling it open
threatening to fucking
take their funding
right out of their ass--
- Its Miles right?
- And you're?
Willow?
- Wendy.
- Wendy.
- First things first, Miles.
If you're trying to
get into a girls pants.
Remember her name.
Then maybe ask her a question
about herself, you know?
Maybe you can try to find out
something interesting about me
girls are into that.
- Oh.
Yeah, uh.
What kind of music do you like?
Wendy?
- I'm really happy for you.
I know we haven't
been together long
but I know this is
something you really wanted.
Its okay to enjoy the moment.
Relax.
Celebrate.
Have a little fun, you know?
If there's something
bothering you, anything
you can tell me.
- I've been hearing
things in my apartment.
- Like what?
- Knocking, in the
middle of the night.
There's never anybody there.
- Maybe its just rusty
pipes or something.
- Its not pipes, Trini.
I think its something else.
- Maybe its a ghost.
What maybe.
Oh come on.
- Yeah.
- Hey, okay.
- So I really feel like
Limp Bizkit is incredibly
underappreciated, you know.
Like nobody like really
thinks about the fact
that he actually combined
rap with fucking metal.
I mean, like how
fucking insane is that?
Like, have you like
actually like taken,
like Papa Roach, too.
Holy fucking shit, just...
Oh.
Okay.
Playing hard to get.
Okay Wendy.
Take my shirt off in a flourish.
I'm game.
What's up?
Fucking cannonball, bitches.
- You're a fucking animal, bro.
- Fuck its cold.
Your balls
suck up in you, dude?
Oh they're
way up in there, bro.
Its not that bad.
- That's easy for you to
say, you don't have them.
- Stop being a puss.
- Oh fuck you.
- Fuck you, dude.
- Never have I ever
been to Europe.
- Germany and Amsterdam.
Fucking amazing
women in Amsterdam.
- Doesn't count if you
had to pay for it bro.
- They take credit
cards by the way.
What about you,
Wendy, where you been?
- Germany, Italy,
France, Greece.
Pretty much everywhere.
- That must of been amazing.
- It just feels like a
different world over there.
Not like America.
You can just feel the
spirits in the air.
All the history, the people.
Lots of fascinating experiences.
How long
were you there for?
- On and off for
about three years.
I was dating a guy but
it didn't work out.
- Oh god, don't bring up Steven.
- Steven?
- Oh who's Steven?
- My ex.
Lets just say I had
to Brexit that shit.
- I got one, okay.
Never have I ever hit a home run
in a baseball game.
Does Tball count?
- That's cute, babe.
- Okay my turn.
Never have I ever
had sex at a party.
- Well, we can count
Scotty out of this one.
- Wow, that's really
nice of you Miles.
- What, unless
you've gotten some
and haven't fucking told us.
We used to call this
fucking guy Scotty V
in the dugout.
- That's right.
- What's that mean?
- That means this little shit
wouldn't know what
to do to a pussy
if he fell inside one.
- You guys are assholes.
God, that's sweet, Scott.
- Thanks.
Yeah not everyone fucks
everything with two legs.
- Sometimes they don't
have to have two legs.
- Maybe he's just waiting for
the right girl to come along?
- Oh please.
That's a bunch of shit.
This games a bunch of shit.
Scott's barely drank anything.
Can we move on, play
something else maybe?
- Who cares.
I think you've had too much.
- Scott's barely had
two sips of that thing.
It looks like he's gonna
fucking puke already.
Oh.
Big man.
- Oh get it, boy.
Go, go, go.
Go, go, go, go.
- Alright.
- He's gonna throw up.
- Alright.
- What do you think
of that, Jack?
- Fucking burn, man.
That's what I'm talking about.
- Not bad for a fucking rookie.
- So who'd you hook up with?
- Yeah, tell us.
- It was nothing.
Its just a few flings.
- A few?
- Tell everyone about it.
Let's hear it.
- No, no.
Look, this game,
let's just moved on.
- No, no what's the matter Jack?
Do you have something to
say or have you had enough?
- No, I just think this
games for fucking faggots.
- Okay, you don't
need to get so upset.
Its just a game.
- If its just a fucking game,
then drop it, alright.
- You don't need to
feel so bad, Jack.
You're not the only one
that's had party hookups.
- Who hasn't?
- I haven't.
I only like to sleep with
people I really care about.
- Aw, somebody
get Trini a medal.
Miss pure and,
oh my god you guys
are like a fucking
couple on a Hallmark card.
Jesus Christ.
- Alright, Miles,
I said drop it.
Look, I got an idea.
Go get my weed out of the car.
- What, your legs broken?
Okay.
Alright.
Where you park?
- Alright, that's it for you.
- Hey Wendy, you want to come--
- I'm good here, thank you.
- Cool, okay.
Fuck you buddy.
Better than getting
rejected in the parking lot.
- Ah, suck a cock.
- No you're not.
- I don't get it.
You're never gonna
play baseball at this rate.
- What's the matter, Miles?
You look like
you've seen a ghost.
- Miles, what's wrong?
- You got my weed?
- Scott, can I have a
word with you, please?
What's going on?
- In private.
- Oh.
Girl talk.
- Sure, no problem.
- I saw something outside.
- What the hell is
that supposed to mean?
- I saw her.
- What?
- The fucking girl
from the party, man.
I saw her, Scott.
- You can't be serious.
- She was there.
She was.
I don't know how to say this
but she.
She didn't look good.
- Did she see you run up here?
- She had knives
on her hand, man.
She was wrapped in a blanket
and she was fucking
covered in blood.
- What are you
ladies doing in here?
- Nothing, man.
- Are you sure it
was the same girl?
- What are you
guys talking about?
- Nothing, bro.
- Miles saw someone
outside just now.
- Oh yeah?
Who did you see, Miles?
- Miles, tell him.
- I saw a girl
wrapped in a blanket.
- Shut the fuck up.
I told you that if you ever
talked about this again,
I'd fucking kill you.
Did you guys think
I was fucking around
when I said that?
- Look, Jack I'm
fucking serious, man.
She was like undead
or some shit.
- Listen Miles,
nobody's out there.
That girl is dead
and gone forever.
You hear me?
- How can you be so sure?
- Because I caved her skull in
with a fucking
baseball bat, Scott.
That's how.
- Someone wrote
on your car, man.
It said Serena.
I don't know what it means.
- It doesn't mean shit.
- Baby, where are you going?
Jack, where are you going?
- Someone vandalized my car.
I'm gonna check it out.
- Are you serious?
- Douche bag.
- Is that why you're
so freaked out, Miles
- What did it say?
- It said Delta Beta Lambda.
Just fucking faggots
on the swim team.
They want Jack, real bad.
- Scott, Scott
where are you going?
Scott, wait up.
Scott, wait up.
Where you going?
- I'm just making
sure Jack is okay.
- He's fine.
He's just going to his car.
- Trini, there is
something going on.
- What, he'll get his car fixed.
- No, no, no.
It's not that.
Jesus.
- What, Scott what is it?
- It's Miles, Miles he's
been hearing things.
He's been having nightmares,
seeing some stuff and
there's been sounds.
- Like the knocking
you were talking about?
- Trini, Trini.
I did something bad.
- Scott...
- And I think its all connected.
- Scott, what did you do?
- I've been, I've been
having nightmares, too.
I've been seeing things
that aren't there,
hearing knocking in
the middle of the night
and no ones.
I hear scratching
and whispers, Trini.
Its affected both of us
- Hey, what are
we talking about?
- Nothing.
How was your car?
- Its fine, there's
nothing wrong with it.
Miles is a liar.
Everything okay, Scott?
- Yeah, yeah.
Let's all just go back upstairs.
- Yeah, let's go back upstairs.
After you.
- How's the car?
- There's nothing wrong with it.
Miles is a fucking liar.
- But I saw--
- I said there's
nothing wrong with it.
Drop it.
- Jack.
- Okay.
- Jack, you don't have
to be such a jerk.
- Hey, I don't have to
listen to anything you say,
alright?
- Maybe we should just go.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, there's something
going on with you guys
and its getting weird.
Miles, can
you take Jack home?
Scott, the door.
- Scott, the fucking door.
Are you gonna answer it?
- I didn't hear anything.
- Are you fucking retarded?
- What's that supposed to mean?
- Oh god, its her.
- Its who.
What are you talking about?
- Trini, Trini, you
heard that right?
You heard that?
- Someones just fucking with us.
- You guys heard that right?
You guys didn't hear that?
Oh some fucking ghost type shit.
- Are you guys fucking
high or something?
- Don't joke about that, okay?
- Miles what do you
mean ghost shit?
- Miles, I've been
hearing it, too.
Everything.
- No.
- Everything, yes.
The knocking and
even the whispers.
- No, its a bad dream.
Its all a bad fucking dream.
- What are you talking about?
- There hasn't been
any knocking, guys.
- You guys are acting
fucking insane.
- You, you heard it.
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
- Shut the fuck up and
stop playing games.
- Calm down, Jack.
- Hey fuck you, we all heard it.
Plain as day.
- Jack, there's
no one out there.
- Its her.
- Stop fucking
saying that, Miles.
- Scott, they're freaking me out
- You guys are all crazy.
- Miles, who are
you talking about?
Jack have you been
hearing things too?
Its possible that
whatever this is
is only affecting you
three for some reason.
- Oh fuck you.
The only thing I keep hearing
is a bunch of bullshit.
- Wendy, what did
you mean by that?
- Look, look.
I don't know if you guys
are just fucking with us
or what but if what
you're saying is true
then maybe you guys are
sharing the same paranormal
experience.
- Paranormal experience.
- I mean maybe its possible
that an entity is
trying to communicate
with you guys for some reason.
- But only them three?
I mean that seems to be random.
- I don't know.
- It seems like you know
a lot about this shit.
- Well you know a
lot about baseball.
Everyone has their hobbies.
- How would they get rid of it?
- Have you guys ever tried
to communicate with it?
- Oh fucking horseshit.
I don't buy any of this.
Someones fucking with us
and when I find them,
they're fucking dead.
- How do we get
rid of it, Wendy?
- Maybe you could
try to speak with it.
Ask it what it wants.
Maybe it needs something.
- Fuck this voodoo shit.
- Jack, why don't you
just shut it, okay?
Hey, fuck you!
- That's enough!
Wendy.
Tell us what we need.
- Do you have any candles?
Everyone clear your minds,
be open to anything.
Let us know if
you hear anything.
- I can't believe you have
this many candles, Scott.
So fucking gay.
- Jack, listen.
Just be quiet for five minutes.
- Okay, let's see what happens.
We're calling to the
spirit that is present.
We're calling to you with
peace and love in our hearts.
We're calling to you from
the world of the living.
Can you hear us?
- See, I told you this
shit is fucking stupid.
- I heard a knock.
- I heard it, too.
- Holy fuck.
We hear you spirit,
we hear you reaching out to us.
Are you here with
peace in your heart?
Are you, are you here
with anger in your heart?
- There's no fucking ghost.
There's nothing out there.
- It's fucking knocking
on the door, man.
- Don't be fucking stupid.
There's nothing out there.
Ghosts aren't real.
- Do you know someone
in this apartment?
- Three knocks.
I heard it.
- Guys, I don't want
to do this anymore.
- Knock it off, Wendy.
I don't know how
you're doing this
but I fucking know you are.
- Is it really so
hard to believe, Jack?
- Scott, tell her to stop.
- Did someone hurt you?
- Wendy?
What's wrong with her?
Oh god, she's
having a seizure or some shit.
- Knock it off.
- I better call the police.
- The fuck you are.
She's just fucking with us.
This is all an act.
- Maybe I want some Jack.
- Shut the fuck up.
What I tell you?
What I tell you?
Jesus Christ.
- This is all just an act.
It was you, huh?
I knew I couldn't
fucking trust you.
You fucking Mexican.
- Jack, Jack.
What the fuck are you doing?
- Jack, put that down.
- Shut the fuck up.
You're all in on it.
Aren't you?
- I'm calling the police.
- The fuck you are.
All of you, huh?
You're all behind this.
Why are you trying
to freak me out?
Who's out there, Wendy?
Who's out there?
- I told you, man.
- No, fuck you, Miles.
I know you're in on this, too.
You motherfucker.
I thought I could
fucking trust you.
- I'm not in on this shit, man.
- Maybe not, but she is.
Why are you fucking
with me, Wendy?
Who's out there?
Why have you been
terrorizing me?
- Terrorizing you?
What are you talking about?
- I know its been you all
along, you fucking cunt.
Scratching at my windows,
knocking at my door.
Writing on my fucking car.
- Oh Jesus Christ.
- I don't want to be
on this couch anymore!
- Sit the fuck back down!
- Fuck you!
- Jesus Christ.
- What did you do.
You cut her
face, you bastard!
Let me go.
I'm gonna fucking kill you.
Miles, knock him out.
- Trini, are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah I'm okay.
- Maybe, maybe its
all over, Miles.
Guys,
it's gonna be okay.
Sandy call 911.
- Hi, yes, I need an ambulance.
My friend has been attacked.
- Miles, we need something
to wrap her up, help.
- Bathroom.
Okay you
guys just stay there.
If he moves, hit him again.
Miles, let's go.
Come on.
- Scott.
The ghost.
Who was it?
- Scott.
You must know something.
- I uh.
I don't know.
- You're lying.
Tell us, Scott.
And everything will be okay.
- Confess it, Scott.
- Trini, what are
you talking about?
- Confess it, tell
us what you did.
- Miles?
Toss me that knife.
Keep going.
I think he likes it.
Keep going.
- Miles.
Miles, wake up.
Shut up.
- Miles, wake up, Miles.
Miles, please wake up.
Miles we're tied up.
Miles, wake up, Miles.
Miles.
Miles.
- One of them is awake.
- Trini, what the
fuck is going on?
What is going on?
I don't know anything.
What's going...
What the fuck are you doing?
Why the fuck am I,
why am I tied up?
- Tell us what you did, Scott.
- The girl, you killed, Scott.
Tell us about the
girl you killed.
- I didn't kill her.
I swear I didn't kill her.
Trini, Trini.
Please, please.
- We're only giving
you what you deserve.
- Stop.
Stop.
- Doing what you did.
- Trini, please.
Stop.
- Making things even.
- Stop, stop, stop.
Please.
Please.
Trini, please.
Trini, please.
- I said be quiet!
Be quiet.
Gag him, I can't concentrate.
Please just.
- Thanks for the fuck, friend.
How does it feel to be helpless,
vulnerable, covered in somebody
else's sweat and blood?
- We don't want to
hurt you, Scott.
We don't want to hurt any
of the men that we meet.
We just want to
make things right.
- I didn't kill anyone.
- But you did, Scott.
You raped her, you
bashed her with a bat
and you left her to die!
- I didn't know what
they did to her.
I didn't know.
They just asked me to drive them
and that was all.
I said yes, I did.
But I didn't know what they did.
I didn't know.
- Hand me the phone.
- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I swear I'm sorry.
I didn't, what are you doing?
Please just let, stop,
just let me go.
You know like Freddy,
Freddy Kruger, like put knives
on your fingers and
see how wet she gets.
You fucking faggot.
- You knew and you did nothing.
I'm
gonna give her some jack.
- How did you get that?
- Don't be an idiot, Scott.
- You want to meet her, Scott?
Do you want to meet Serena?
- You see, boys.
When Serena came and found us
and told us what you had done,
we couldn't resist the
urge to make things right.
- Scott.
- Fucking crazy.
- Scott.
You were a decent guy
but just not decent enough.
- Now, you learn a lesson.
About what happens
when you rape.
- When you murder.
- And worst of all,
when you think you
can get away with it.
Its been so fun getting
to know you know
these past few weeks, Miles.
But now its time to go to sleep.
- Fuck you, fucking cunt.
Do you know who my
fucking father is?
You fucking....
no, please.
- This is what you get.
- Congrats, Scott.
You made the team.
- And now we leave you
like you left me
and like all of
them left us behind.
- Bleeding.
- Hurt.
- And afraid.
- Softly knocking
on deaths door.
- But don't worry, Scott.
We won't tell anyone
what's happened here.
Nobody has to know, right?
- Nobody has to know.
♪ When I was a girl ♪
♪ My mother ♪
♪ She told me ♪
♪ Child if you're good ♪
♪ You can be ♪
♪ Anything ♪
♪ That you want to be ♪
♪ Now I'm grown ♪
♪ And I know ♪
♪ Its a lie ♪
♪ Its a lie ♪
♪ Its a lie ♪
♪ When I was in school ♪
♪ My teacher told me listen ♪
♪ Don't grow up too fast ♪
♪ Take your time ♪
♪ And you can ♪
♪ Do anything ♪
♪ That you ♪
♪ Want to do ♪
♪ Now I'm grown ♪
♪ And I know ♪
♪ Its a lie ♪
♪ Don't have time to look back ♪
♪ On mistakes ♪
♪ Because I'm so far behind ♪
♪ There's no chance
to win the race ♪
♪ But through all it ♪
♪ You've been proud of me ♪
♪ I won't let you down ♪
♪ No I will never let ♪
♪ Down ♪
♪ When you held my face ♪
♪ And said there is no one ♪
♪ Who could ever ♪
Hi, Scott.
- Scott, its me, Trini.
Or at least that's what
I've been calling myself
since we've met.
I just wanted to
apologize for everything.
You see, we let you
live for a reason.
When I was assaulted
two years ago.
I thought my life was over
nobody believed me.
Nobody trusted me
but that wasn't
even the worst part.
Its not just the thoughts
that kill you slowly, Scott.
I hope you understand.
Just do what I'm doing
and make the most out
of what you got left.
Fun party, Scott.
Thanks for having us.
- We felt bad for what we did.
So we called you some help.
Something you could of
done to prevent this.
See, we're not all bad.
They should be there soon.
Don't try to find us, Scott.
Consider us ghosts.
But if we ever see you again,
Serena will pay
you another visit.
Love you sweetie, see you later.
- Are you okay?
- I'm okay.
What time is the plane?
- In like three hours.
We got to go.
- Its gonna be okay.
This works every time.
- Serena, do you
feel any better?
♪ I would love to see
you love yourself ♪
♪ And rise above yourself ♪
♪ Feeling so sorry ♪
♪ All the time ♪
♪ I wish you could see a life ♪
♪ Like I do ♪
♪ Just look through my eyes ♪
♪ And see its not so bad ♪
♪ At all ♪
♪ No you got to let go ♪
♪ And just lose ♪
♪ Whatever is holding ♪
♪ You back ♪
♪ From getting
where you're going ♪
♪ Leave it all behind ♪
♪ And don't look back ♪
♪ Because when you do ♪
♪ You're gonna do
well in there ♪
♪ And baby life is better ♪
♪ When you're up in the air ♪
♪ Like I pay no mind ♪
♪ So people who care ♪
♪ Can you follow
in my footsteps ♪
♪ I swear I take you there ♪
♪ No makeup ♪
♪ But I wake up ♪
♪ Make stuff ♪
♪ Getting in my car ♪
♪ And roll the windows ♪
♪ Down ♪
♪ The worlds singing ♪
♪ But you can't hear a sound ♪
♪ Wait till we made a fool ♪
♪ So you follow by the rules ♪
♪ You're too god for ♪
♪ Baby can you turn ♪
♪ Around ♪
♪ Come with me ♪
♪ Lets get out of this town ♪
♪ Free yourself ♪
♪ And just believe yourself ♪
♪ To truly be ♪
♪ Yourself and go out ♪
♪ You'll find you ♪
♪ You're blind and upset ♪
♪ But I can bring you back ♪
♪ So many things ♪
♪ Go back ♪
♪ When you're traveling ♪
♪ Down the wrong path ♪
♪ Moving in the shadows ♪
♪ All because you're so scared ♪
♪ And baby life is better ♪
♪ When you're up in the air ♪
♪ Like I'm so alive ♪
♪ I do what I dare ♪
♪ Can you follow
in my footsteps ♪
♪ I swear I'll take you there ♪
♪ No make up ♪
♪ But I wake up ♪
♪ Make stuff ♪
♪ Get into my car ♪
♪ And roll the windows down ♪
♪ The worlds singing but
you can't hear a sound ♪
♪ Made to a fool ♪
♪ So you follow by the rules ♪
♪ You're too good for ♪
♪ Baby can you turn around ♪
♪ Come with me ♪
♪ Let's get out of this town ♪