We Summon the Darkness (2019) - full transcript
Three best friends embark on a road trip to a heavy-metal show, where they bond with three aspiring musicians and head off to one of the girls' country home for an after-party.
You're so lying.
What?
Turn the music down,
I can't hear you.
I said you're so lying.
No, I'm not.
I've read an article about it.
When you're attracted
to someone, your pupils dilate,
which makes your eyes
look bigger,
so it looks like you're, like,
more attractive.
I don't know about you,
but I fuck with my eyes closed.
Fight me, Val.
- Where?
- It's actually interesting.
What magazine
did you read this in?
I read it in Bop.
Oh, she read it in Bop,
the preferred periodical
of intellectuals everywhere.
Stop! Just let me tell you this.
It goes back to, like,
tribes in Africa
and how they would
attract their mates.
They'd paint their cheeks red
and their lips red,
and accent their eyes,
all just sort of play
with the men's subconscious
to make them think
that they were turned on.
Hold on. You're telling me that
Bop is saying that makeup
is, like, war paint?
- For sex?
- Yeah.
That's the whole point
of makeup.
It's, like, ridiculous.
I'm gonna be honest, I haven't
showered in two full days,
- so I need to...
- That is truly disgusting.
It's actually better
if you haven't showered.
We're gonna get sweaty anyway,
everybody looks great.
You know, it's fine.
You're gonna fit right in.
How long until we stop?
Because I really have
to pee again.
What?
You just peed 60 miles ago.
That was less than an hour.
I have a weak bladder, Alexis.
Just pull over
and I'll pop a squat.
No. I'm not stopping.
You can hold it.
I can't hold it.
Well, stop drinking
so much soda.
We have a schedule.
My dad never pulled over for us.
He used to make my brother pee
in a pickle jar.
What?
What was going on
in your family?
Do you guys wanna hear
what my dad did?
No.
No. I can't go there right now.
You guys are losers.
Cooler than you.
- In another life, bitch.
- Oh, not to be alarming,
but there are no more
Ding Dongs.
Zero, zilch, nada, none.
Okay, fine. We'll stop
at the next gas station.
Oh! Thank you, God.
But if you aren't back
by the time the Twinkies
are in the car,
we're leaving without you.
- I get the front seat.
- That's right.
Stop.
There is a
scourge on our society,
my brothers and sisters.
The evil that is heavy metal
rock music is resolute,
steadfast, and unwavering,
in its goal to corrupt
our children's souls.
Now, I know what you all
are thinking.
"Oh, but, Pastor Butler,
it's just music, it's just..."
Boo!
Damn, Bev. Spooked much?
This is supposed to scare
other people, not us.
I guess.
...means that
they will come to you
in sheep's clothing...
Getting this.
...but inwardly,
they are ferocious as wolves.
Hi. Just wanna get this.
And then...
And the gas.
Yeah. Thank you.
Oh, my God.
- And these.
- Seriously? Why?
Where's your
Fourth of July spirit?
Whatever.
25.48.
But there is
a path to victory.
Join me in this fight,
it is not too late.
Your donations
will incinerate these demons
and send them back to the hell
from whence they came.
Hallelujah.
To those of you who
doubt my message, I say this...
You girls be careful now.
Why? You don't think
we can fend for ourselves?
There's a lot of evil out there,
and you seem like
nice girls, is all.
- Thank you so much.
- Thank you so much.
- Thank you.
- Have a good one.
What are you doing? Stop.
...traffic due to construction.
Police came across
another grisly murder scene
last night.
Wait. I wanna hear that.
What are you doing? Stop.
Go back. I wanna listen to that.
Three youths
found stabbed to death
inside a suburban home.
The walls covered
in satanic symbols.
This brings the death toll
to 18 in what many believe
to be the workings
of a satanic cult
burning their way
through America's Heartland.
Famed televangelist,
Pastor John Henry Butler,
denounced the murders today
on his nationally
syndicated program.
- Let's just change it.
- Listen. Just relax. Be cool.
Let's change it,
I don't wanna listen to this.
- Just relax, Beverly.
- You're such a baby.
Fine. Whatever you want.
That's better.
- Oh, my God.
- What is that?
Pull over. Alex, pull over.
Oh, my God.
Damn it.
Damn it. Fuck!
- Jerkoff!
- Fuck you, asshole!
Hey! Fuckhead!
- Fuck! Damn it!
- Fuck.
- Ew.
- What is it?
Don't touch it.
It's a chocolate milkshake.
It's a chocolate milkshake.
- Okay.
- Can I have...
- Here. Use this.
- Yeah. Thank you.
This is disgusting.
- This isn't...
- Is now the time?
Val, just hurry up
and help.
- Don't give that to me.
- Val? Can you help?
What am I supposed to do?
As if Val's
gonna touch this.
She's not gonna do shit.
Oh, my God.
- Just use the windshield wipers.
- Just let me see if...
I just got my nails done.
This is actually
making it worse.
- This is making it worse.
- Just use the windshield wipers.
I don't understand
what's wrong with people.
- That's fine.
- Okay. That's working.
Okay. Come on, Val.
Don't light a cigarette.
We're leaving now.
Oh, it's so stressful.
It's fine. Get in, Val.
People are nuts.
At least it's not shit.
Hey!
- Fuck, yeah, baby!
- Yeah!
Here we are.
- Okay. No. Sorry, no.
- Do you guys have extra tickets?
Please tell me
you have an extra ticket.
- No. No. No.
- No?
- We're driving away now.
- Jeez.
- Oh, yeah!
- Beverly, please do not
slow us down today.
I'm coming.
Val?
- Yeah?
- Can you do the honors?
Sure.
- I want no part.
- For sure.
Beverly, you have to.
- This is my favorite part.
- No, I...
- Beverly.
- I don't drink anymore.
We're drinking together,
it's liquid courage.
Take the cup.
Put it to your mouth.
Put it in your throat.
We're not gonna tell anyone,
it'll be like it never happened.
- Drink.
- That's not the point.
Drink the drink.
Cheers to a night
that we're gonna remember
for years to come.
- Hear, hear.
- Cheers.
Cheers.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Ah.
Mm!
- That was enough anyway.
- It's sharp.
Ready? Pull that down.
Oh. My ring's stuck in my hair.
Don't sell your
souls for rock 'n' roll.
Oh, my God.
Look at this guy.
- Guys.
- Yeah, guys.
Is that that van?
- Oh, my God.
- It is the van.
Let's teach them
some manners.
Do we knock on the door?
Have you lost your mind?
That is a horrible idea.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- They're in there.
- Stay there.
- Val, I swear to God...
- What are you doing?
Shut up.
Oh.
Yes.
Shit.
This is a horrible idea.
No, wait, wait, wait.
- Oh, fuck!
- Jesus!
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
Jesus!
Oh!
Happy Fourth of July,
dickwads!
- The fuck was that?
- Impressive.
What the fuck
is funny about this?
I don't know. Were you driving
on Route 9 this morning?
Yeah. So what?
So payback's a bitch, isn't it?
What the hell
are you talking about?
You threw a milkshake
at our window, we could've died.
- Shit.
- Oh.
That was you?
Don't throw your trash
out of a moving car, man.
Come on, it was just
messing around.
It doesn't give you a right
to mess up our car.
Well, whatever. It wasn't cool.
Listen. We're assholes,
we're sorry.
- We didn't mean to scare you.
- Who said we were scared?
Look. I think my friends
are trying to say is...
maybe...
we can make it up to you.
We're not interested.
Wow, interesting.
Oh, come on.
Make me an offer.
Do you have any more packs?
Full case.
Among other assorted fun items.
All right. Fire away.
Here we go. Watch out.
Thanks.
- Oh, Jesus.
- There we go.
Oh, just sprayed it on you.
Hilarious.
By the way, I'm Ivan.
And it's a pleasure to meet you.
Mark.
Kovacs. What's up?
I'm, um, Alexis,
and this is Val and Beverly.
So, what, were you guys, like,
in the middle of a circle jerk
- or something?
- Oh, hell yeah.
- Just finished up.
- Yeah.
You guys wanna see my bong?
It's like...
Rock on, dude.
These guys fucking suck,
let's get out of here, please.
- I wanna go.
- Okay.
We were just about
to light up a hippie.
Where are you going?
- Yeah. Okay.
- Hey, Beverly.
Shit. Just go.
All right, hippie fucks.
Ready for Soldiers of Satan?
- Yes.
- Yes, fucking sure.
Fourth show we've seen
on this tour.
- Four?
- Yeah.
We just actually saw them
in Cleveland.
Caravanning, it's nice.
I thought only Deadheads
did that.
Oh, no, fuck those granolas.
We do it differently.
Are you guys in a band
or something?
- Mm-hmm.
- We were.
- Mark here's moving out to LA.
- Mm-hmm.
- Mark?
- It is true.
Ditching our asses.
- Shut the fuck up.
- I'm talking true, man. Sorry.
What's your axe?
Uh, drums.
Bass, synth,
sometimes backing vocals.
And I am the front man.
And woo!
Wow.
That's not creepy at all.
What?
Oh, yeah.
Fucking first
the backwards songs.
Now satanic ritual murders.
What will they come up
with next?
How many people
have been killed now?
- It's 15.
- Hmm.
Uh, no, you know,
I'm pretty sure it was 12.
Yeah. But after last night,
it's 15.
Uh, no.
After last night, it's 12.
Uh, you know,
you would be right if you knew
how to fucking count,
'cause you'd know it was 15.
- That's right. It's 12.
- That's the number that it is.
- It's 18.
- It's...
Remember the three they killed
in Tallahassee last week?
- Oh.
- It's 18.
Eighteen, dude. Come on.
You know what you
and I should do?
What? Me and you?
Have you shotgunned
a beer before?
You can teach me
if you want, though.
Is that a Doublehead back patch?
Yeah. It's my first concert.
No way.
Yeah. Straight to Hades tour,
I had to sneak out.
You just take this.
Ooh.
What was yours?
Um, Ozzy.
- Diary of a Madman.
- No way.
It was Randy Rhoads's last show.
- Oh, shit? Yeah.
- Oh, before he quit?
Like, uh, died in a plane crash.
Right. Yeah. It was a bummer.
Alexis, what was
your first show?
Um, God, it's been so long.
I don't think I can remember...
I think you, uh,
said that it was Scorpions.
- Oh, yeah. It was.
- Oh.
- I love me some Scorps.
- It was an awesome show.
My first show was, uh, Dio.
Cool.
No, it wasn't.
Yeah.
No, it wasn't. It was KC and
The Sunshine Band, because...
...I was there.
Gotta fucking do it,
you always gotta go there.
And his mom
chaperoned the whole time.
Every fucking time
we have this conversation.
First of all,
go fuck yourself, okay?
- Well, I'm sorry.
- And second of all,
KC and The Sunshine Band
actually has some good songs,
so let's not write them off.
Def Lep, Pyromania,
April 30th, 1983.
I'm a real civic sinner.
- Oh. Nice.
- You remember the date?
Nice.
It's the night
I popped my cherry.
A special day.
You guys coming with us?
Guys, we should go with them.
Come on, come on.
Let's go.
- Yeah.
- Let's go see the show.
One more.
Hurry!
♪ Bring the black box
to the altar ♪
♪ Now raise your hands ♪
♪ And do the sign ♪
♪ All hail Satan ♪
♪ Yes, hail Satan ♪
♪ Lay down your swords ♪
♪ The evil star ♪
♪ All hail Satan ♪
♪ Yes, hail Satan ♪
♪ Now drink it
Now drink, drink ♪
- ♪ Forget that whore ♪
- Fuck!
Hey. I saw what you did.
I saw what you did.
Best show in the fucking tour!
- Nice job, boys.
- Holy shit.
Oh, my God.
That was bitchin'.
That was fucking awesome.
Kovacs?
- Are you gonna be okay?
- Yeah.
Yeah. Did you break your nose?
No, no, it just...
It just gushes sometimes.
Is that gonna be okay?
All right. Well, we're gonna go.
- We're gonna go to our car.
- Thanks, guys.
Shit. Come on,
the night's young.
Why don't we keep
the party going?
Depends on
what you have in mind.
Well, let's hit a bar.
- Can't be too hard to find.
- Are you kidding me?
There's no bars.
There's, like, 7-Elevens
and Dairy Queens.
We could, uh...
- We could hang in the van?
- The van. Yeah.
As appealing as that...
- It sounds nice.
- Just give us one second.
I'm just gonna...
With these stupid jokes,
they're gonna be, like,
"He's mysterious."
That's the whole thing.
Let's just bring it down
a notch.
They're kind of perfect,
and the little drummer boy
is totally into you, Beverly.
Yeah. I was thinking that.
Beverly!
- Fuck it. Okay.
- Okay.
- Okay, okay.
- All right. Guys.
So, we're staying
at my dad's house.
It's, like, 30 minutes
from here.
We have booze.
We have a great sound system.
- We have Nintendo.
- Oh.
- Very classy.
- We have everything.
I Metroid like a mofo,
so I'm in.
- Great.
- Yeah.
Okay. So meet us at the turn-off
right outside the exit.
We're in the red car,
and you guys can follow us.
- Done.
- Great.
- Got it, got it, got it.
- I got to take a piss.
All right. Wait for me.
Don't you dare leave without us.
- We'll just meet out there.
- We'll be in the car.
Go, you go, we'll be right
behind you guys.
- Okay.
- Oh, excuse us!
- Rock on!
- We will wait for you.
That's why I'm the master
at what I do, I'm telling you.
Do you know who's so sexy?
Uh, who, Val?
Judd Nelson.
Who's Judd Nelson?
No, no, no.
But if I do meet another dude
that's in a fucking boy band,
I swear to God,
I'm gonna just cut him up,
slice him up one by one.
- You need a Light?
- Yeah.
There you go, buddy.
Oh, my God.
- No way.
- That sounds great.
Quick, before the...
Before the gate closes.
Holy shit. What the fuck
do her parents do for a living?
- They're kings.
- Jesus Christ.
- Got that a little, right?
- We're here, girls.
Oh.
Oh, my God.
Why are we parking
all the way down here?
We don't need anyone
to know we're here.
- Oh, wow. Nice.
- How about this shit?
Hell of a night.
Oh, my goodness.
Is there, uh, like...
- You ready for this?
- ...hot tub situation?
- I'll show you the hot tub.
- Oh, really?
Get her in there.
Here we are.
It's formal.
- Oh, shit.
- Willkommen.
Come in. Bienvenue.
- Excuse me.
- Welcome.
Sorry.
So, that's
the living room, obviously.
This is the dining room,
kitchen, bedroom's upstairs,
so you can go anywhere you want.
Whoa, so your dad
owns this place?
What is he, A. Busch?
The Vice President?
No, fool.
The beer, Busch.
Holy shit.
Look at how cute you were.
- Oh, hey.
- Such a little baby.
You went to Catholic school,
whoa, you got, like...
That's great.
Why don't you guys
go out and show them outside?
We'll take the party out there.
Go outside.
It's really nice
in the backyard.
- Just take them outside.
- I got it. Yeah.
Good God. What did we do
to deserve this shit?
Oh, yeah.
Well, it's not like
fucking hair metal bands
like Twisted Sister,
fucking Motley Crue.
It's fucking Metallica,
it's fucking Slayer. It's, uh...
Metallica has never recovered
since Dave Mustaine left.
And I don't care who says it.
- He didn't leave, he was fired.
- Okay, whatever.
If Mustaine never left,
we'd never get Megadeth.
- Yeah?
- Forget Mustaine, dude.
How are they ever
gonna replace Cliff?
He's such a cutie.
- Oh, yes.
- They got that new guy.
What's his name?
Jason Newsted.
- Yeah. Well...
- Yeah.
...whoever he is,
he's got some big shoes to fill
because Cliff
was a goddamn genius.
I guess we'll find out
soon, right?
- Yeah.
- When's that new album drop?
- In a month.
- Yeah.
Very soon. Here, everybody.
To Cliff Burton,
ladies and gentlemen.
Pour a little bit out.
There we go.
Oh.
Oh. Hello.
- Hey.
- You come to warm me up?
- Yeah.
- All right.
So...
Do you guys
come out here a lot?
So, uh, you guys...
come out here...
Never mind.
Dang.
Swing and a miss.
Swing and a miss.
Hey.
You're being antisocial.
Well, I've never really done
anything like this before.
Yeah.
Well, just relax
and do what I do, all right?
Look, Bev, I know...
I know that you're new
to our group.
And you know Val and I tease you
a little bit sometimes.
But I'm really glad that
you decided to come tonight
and I think
that this is gonna be
a really, really
big step for you.
And I'm proud of you.
Yeah. Thanks for being
good friends.
We're more than that.
We're sisters.
Right?
- Yeah.
- Right.
Yeah.
So, come on.
Let's get this party started.
Let's do it!
- Oh, shit!
- Oh, my God.
- I'm so sorry.
- That's okay.
- Fuck.
- Sorry.
Um, here, I'll...
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
- Sorry. Smells like shit now.
- No, that's okay.
Here, it's a bit cold.
Take mine.
- No, it's all right.
- No, please, take mine.
Thanks.
Looks better on you
than me.
- Oh.
- Oh, sorry. I'll take that.
It's my brother's.
You want me to help you
make more or...
Um, no, that's enough.
They'll be okay.
Fuck.
Cute.
See that?
That was fucking nice.
Such a fucking romantic.
Hey. I come bearing gifts.
- This is for you.
- Why, thank you.
You're welcome.
Handsome boy.
One for you.
Oh, thank you. What is this?
- Family recipe.
- Family recipe?
Hey.
- Hey.
- Hey, this is for you.
- All right.
- Yeah.
- Oh, thank you.
- Hey, Bev.
What's your problem?
- He has a switchblade.
- So?
He has a fucking switchblade.
Stop being so paranoid.
It's not like
he's gonna murder us.
Just relax.
All right, everyone. A toast!
- All right.
- A toast. A toast.
- Woo!
- Yes!
Let the madness begin. Ah...
- Cheers!
- To madness!
- Madness! Hear, hear.
- Cheers!
- Cheers!
- Rock 'n' fucking roll. Yeah.
- And your mom.
- Cheers.
Woo!
Mm. Yow!
Okay.
You guys wanna play a game?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
What kind of game?
Have you ever played
Never Have I Ever?
No. I have never played
Never Have I Ever.
Does that mean I win?
No, you idiot.
Basically, you just go around
in a circle
and you say,
"Never have I ever,"
and then you say something
that you haven't done.
And then if you've done
the thing
the other person says
that they haven't,
you drink.
Does that make sense?
- Sounds good.
- Cool.
I'm, like, so confused
right now.
It's okay, it's easy. I'll go
and then you'll pick it up.
If you don't understand, I'll...
You'll figure it out.
Bev, sit down.
I don't... I don't need to play.
I'll just watch, you guys can...
Bev.
Bullshit, everybody's
got to play. Play.
Come on, play.
Play, play, play, play!
Sit down and play.
- Play, play, play, play!
- Jesus Christ!
So...
Never have I ever
gone streaking.
- Oh, shit.
- Ivan. Drink up.
Yeah. I'm gonna be drunk
in about five minutes.
Yeah. You and me both, baby.
Oh.
All right. Mark, you go.
Okay.
Never have I ever
spent the night in jail.
Oh, come on, man.
That's just messed up.
You can't just target people.
You too?
I was, uh, drunk and...
...disorderly.
What were you in for?
Shoplifting.
Shoplifting? What?
Clothes or...
Food.
Food?
Come on, if I could, like...
Kovacs, drop it.
Ivan, you go.
Uh, yeah. Uh...
Never have I ever...
No, did that.
Um, all right.
Never have I ever...
pissed my pants.
Oh, Val.
I got a weak bladder.
That was
an insane night.
You remember?
Wait, wait, careful.
We don't want another accident.
All right, what do you got, Val?
Never have I ever hurled
in a church.
Ooh.
- That's what you went with?
- That's you, baby.
- Yeah. Drink up.
- No!
Okay. I'm gonna need
a lot of fucking details.
Did you just go, like,
full Exorcist,
just spraying pea soup
everywhere?
I was sick.
I mean, it's boring,
I had a... I had a stomach flu.
- Head spinning.
- She was really sick.
It's kind of boring
and stupid.
Did you spin your head
around a few times
and just say,
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."
That's dumb.
I mean, I'm not the first person
to get the stomach flu.
- Kovacs.
- Oh, me?
- Yeah. It's your turn.
- Oh, I have one.
Um, never have I ever decided
to ditch my friends
and go to California
to become a fucking rock star.
Oh, fuck you.
Fuck you, Mark. Drink up.
That's a low blow, man.
Come on.
Sorry, was that too much or...
Hitting him hard.
- Alex.
- Mm?
Do you think
you can top that one?
Yeah, I think
I can top that one.
Never have I ever...
drugged someone's drink.
Yeah. Uh, not me.
Yeah. That's fucked up,
is what that is.
Oh. Oh.
- Fuck off.
- You gotta be kidding me.
Seriously?
No.
Drink up, Bev.
Oh, no shit.
Okay. Wait.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
So you're saying,
like, all three of you
have drugged somebody's drink
at some point?
Okay. Like whose? Why?
Oh, no. Oh, it's us?
I don't buy that
for one fucking second.
Ladies, you don't have
to drug our drinks
to... have sex with us.
I mean...
Oh, you didn't think that
we're gonna have sex with you,
did you?
What?
You did.
Oh, that's so precious,
that's really sweet.
I mean, why would you think that
we were gonna have sex with you?
- Okay, uh...
- Okay, uh...
I'm sorry we were...
Things just got really
fucking weird, so, uh...
I'm gonna have to bid you ladies
a good evening
and thank you for all
of your hospitality.
And, uh, we're gonna...
We're gonna have... Kovacs?
- Okay. Go for it.
- Mark!
Mark, what the... Mark!
- Mark? Mark?
- Is he not waking up?
Oh, no. Oh!
Oh, gosh.
- Ivan. No.
- Oh.
- He's...
- Oh, no.
Ivan.
You should go check on him.
- You should wake him up.
- Oh, gosh. Oh, no.
Ivan.
Dude, fucking... Okay.
What the fuck did you do to him?
- Uh, Mark?
- What's happening?
- Are you tired?
- Mark.
Oh, you poor baby. Honey.
Are you okay?
- Are you tired?
- Me and you together forever.
Are you asleep?
Oh, I think you're asleep.
Bev, Bev.
Mm-hmm.
- The bucket.
- Yeah.
Is she gonna be able to do this?
She'd better be able to.
What are you doing?
Let's go.
Let's fuckin' go.
Here.
Get it together, Beverly.
Hello, boys.
Hello, boys.
Good morning, baby.
How are you?
Baby.
I don't know what kind of
fucked up game is this,
but it's got to stop right now.
I'm so sorry,
I can't do that for you.
And it's not a game.
Holy shit.
You're the fucking cult.
What?
Listen, just let us go.
We'll drive away
and you'll never see us again.
That would be a good idea
if I hadn't slashed your tires
while you were passed out.
Help! Help!
- Fucking help us!
- Help us!
- Fucking psychos!
- Help!
"Help!"
Help! Somebody fucking help!
- Somebody!
- They're fucking psychos!
Try a little louder, honey.
- You poor babies.
- Please.
I'm so sorry, boys.
But we haven't been completely
honest with you.
The truth is...
we don't care
about any of this shit.
Heavy metal and satanic cults,
devil worship.
It's all really just
a giant crock of shit to me.
So, you're not a satanic cult?
Well, what the fuck
is all of this, then?
Is it fun being so stupid?
You're killing people and making
it look like a satanic cult.
Exactly.
Color me impressed.
You must be the smart one.
You killed all those people?
No, actually those
were the other members
of our congregation.
Mm-hmm. But tonight's our turn.
And then next week it'll be
another group's turn,
and then the week after that
it'll be another group's turn.
Our reach is very far
and very wide.
And we're growing stronger
every single day,
thanks to people like you.
- You're so fucking clueless.
- Oh.
We're clueless? Because
we're not the one's tied up
to chairs right now, are we?
We're not devil worshipers.
- Yeah. No, no, no, no.
- None of us are.
Don't you get it?
We don't give a fuck
who you are.
No, we don't.
You dress the part
and you look the part,
and the news is gonna fill in
the rest for us.
Yeah. They always do.
And then when the public hears
that there's been
another satanic murder...
...they're gonna come to us
for salvation,
because they want
their souls saved.
You sick fucks.
So, what, are you just
murdering people?
And then you're just
gonna fucking lie
to the whole country about it?
It doesn't matter if it's true.
It only matters
if people believe it.
And, boy, do they believe it.
And the beautiful thing is
that your deaths are actually
gonna mean something.
Like, your deaths
are actually gonna save
the lives of hundreds,
if not thousands of people.
Like, think about it.
Who can say these days
that they died for a good cause
and for a good reason?
You sound just like that asshole
preacher, John Henry Butler.
You shut the fuck up,
you little piece of shit.
Hey.
Why don't you do me a favor?
Why don't you explain to me
what this silly little thing is?
Hmm?
It's a means of expression.
And what are you trying
to express?
Defiance.
Against what?
I asked you a fucking question.
Against what?
People like you.
Oh?
People like us, people like us,
who are trying to help people.
People like us who are trying
to spread Christ's word.
We're trying to spread the word
of our Lord and Savior.
Good people
trying to help the world.
That's... That's what's wrong?
- That's what's wrong with us?
- It means that people
are just closed-minded,
ignorant fuckheads
who just go around
their whole life shitting
on anything
they don't understand!
- Ivan, stop.
- Shut up.
What he means is hypocritical,
lying, fucking pieces of shit
- that invent a belief system...
- Shut the fuck up!
...so they can persecute anyone
who stands up against them.
- Shut the fuck up!
- What he means
is a fucking weak...
- Shut the fuck up!
- ...cowardly sheep
that has no original
ideas of his own,
who just blindly follows anyone
who's the first person to blow
in the fucking wind!
Fuck, fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
No, don't! God! Fuck!
You fuckers!
Told you to stop talking.
Oh, no! Oh, God! Oh, fuck!
That's much better.
And you, you're not so
defiant now, are you?
Nothing left to be
defiant about, is there?
Beg for forgiveness.
Please. Please.
Beg for Christ's forgiveness
before I kill you.
Don't you want forgiveness
from our Lord and Savior?
So be it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Wait, wait, wait!
Jesus fucking Christ.
What the hell, Beverly?
I need to talk to you
for a second.
About what?
- Beverly, shut the fuck up!
- For a second.
For a fucking second!
For a second, okay?
Can we talk in the bathroom?
I'm listening!
I can hear you from right here.
They're not going anywhere.
I knew you're gonna do
some shit like this.
So go! Go! Go!
Fucking hell.
They just killed him, man.
They fucking killed him.
Kovacs, look at me.
You got to keep it
together, okay?
You got to keep it together.
Well, then what the fuck
are we supposed to do?
You see my belt over there?
Do you see my belt?
Can you get it?
Can you get to it?
See if you can cut the tape
with the spikes.
Fuck.
What?
- I wanna do it.
- What?
Let me kill them.
Get the fuck out of here.
No, I'm... I'm serious.
When I heard them talking
it just confirms,
like, everything you guys
have taught me.
They have to die.
What?
You know, I thought for a second
maybe you're getting cold feet.
No. No, it was...
It was part of my act.
Hmm. Okay. Here.
So here's how it's gonna go.
The dumb one
is gonna get it in the neck,
just like the big one.
And then for little drummer boy,
you're gonna go around
from behind,
you're gonna stab him
in the heart.
And that way it'll look like
he killed his two friends
and then he offered himself,
it's classic murder suicide.
- Yeah.
- It's perfect and it's easy.
- Come on!
- I'm coming!
Oh, fuck. Okay. Well, fuck.
- Goddamn it!
- Come on!
Beverly, you bitch!
Give me that fucking knife!
- Come on.
- Now!
Holy shit.
Come on!
Shit!
Shit! Damn it!
Shit!
Open the door!
Fuck you!
Move, move, move.
Alex, move.
Fuck!
Ow! Goddamn it!
Oh, my God.
Open the door, boys.
Fuck you!
Let me write this down
for you guys.
Either you come out here
and we kill you quickly,
or you bleed to death
slowly in there.
So why don't you save yourselves
the pain and suffering
and just come out here?
Fucking eat me, bitch!
Open the goddamn door!
Jesus Christ, dude.
She fucking sliced me.
All right, all right.
- Shit.
- Keep pressure on the door.
Hurry, hurry, hurry!
Holy shit. Holy shit.
All right. All right.
Lift your arm, lift your arm,
lift your arm.
Goddamn it!
Holy sh...
Ow, ow! Careful.
- Open the goddamn door!
- Holy shit.
Don't just stand there.
Go find something to break
the door down with, Beverly.
Where?
I don't know.
Why don't you go to the barn?
There's a bunch of tools
and shit in there.
Go!
If you don't go...
this is all your fault.
Their blood
is on your hands, too.
So just go.
Jesus Christ!
Goddamn it.
Okay.
Fucking "Ruby Tuesday"
over here.
Shit. Oh.
- Are you okay?
- I'm gonna need a tampon, dude.
- Shit.
- Boys.
Do you wanna have
a threesome with us?
Alex is very religious,
but she will do it
on this occasion only.
I'm taking that as a yes.
- Oh, my God.
- I'm a little bit drunk.
Oh, what?
Oh, I think I found something.
Is it another box
of Twinkies?
Because this one's done.
Don't say I never
get you nice things.
Oh, baby,
is it my birthday?
Come here.
We'll all go down. Here.
Okay.
Oh, damn, girl.
Just take everything
so fucking seriously.
Shh.
What the fuck? Holy shit.
Stay there, stay there.
Hey, hey.
Move away from the handle,
move away from the handle.
Now get away,
get away, get away.
Yeah, you like that,
fuckers?
- Oh, what did you say?
- You want some more?
- Fuck. Don't breathe in.
- Cover your mouth.
Are they blocking it?
I think they're fucking
blocking it.
Go get, Bev.
Where the hell...
- Who the fuck is that?
- Shh.
- Who the fuck is...
- Shut up!
Fuck.
- Lexi?
- Oh, shit.
It's my stepmom.
Just don't say anything.
Hi.
Lexi. Oh, my God,
what happened to your forehead?
And why on earth
are you dressed like this?
Val and I went
to a costume party,
and there were some
drunk guys there.
And someone threw something,
and it hit me in the eye.
Well, what did I tell you
about parties like that?
They attract a bad element.
Aren't you supposed
to be in Turks and Caicos?
Yeah, I... That's tomorrow.
I think I left my passport here.
Uh, um, hi, Valerie.
Hi, Mrs. Butler.
No, I'm back to Miss Stone now.
Oh, sorry, the divorce.
I'm not.
Dude, your stepmom
has coke boogers.
Hallelujah.
It's getting cold, man.
You're going into shock.
You need some sugar.
Can you drink this? Here.
What?
What?
Mm.
Now, we're getting
out of here, man.
How? Huh?
We're getting the fuck out.
We're getting the fuck
out of here.
What are you...
Are you going MacGyver
or something?
Yeah.
Did you find it?
Um, my passport? Yeah.
- Right where I thought it'd be.
- Good. Right.
Next time you see me,
I'll have a tan to die for.
Right.
Have a nice trip,
Miss Stone.
God bless. And you,
put some ice on that.
Yeah, I will.
Oh, you know,
if the police show up,
just tell them
it was a false alarm.
What?
Well, I saw the lights on,
there's some van parked
behind the house,
so I thought maybe somebody
was robbing the place.
Is that yours?
I'm borrowing it from a friend.
It's my friend's van.
You called the police?
Yeah, from my car phone.
I tried your father to see if...
You called Daddy?
Yes, Alexis. We still speak.
Just...
Okay. Like I said, just say
it was a false alarm, okay?
I got... I... I gotta go, bye.
Okay.
What was that?
What was what?
- I didn't hear anything.
- It's probably just fireworks.
Who else is in this house?
There's no one in the house.
What are you two girls up to?
We're not
doing anything.
It's late.
I think you should go.
Alexis, you better tell me
what is going on.
I really, really think
that you should go.
You are gonna be in big trouble,
unless you tell me
what's going on, young lady.
This is not your house anymore!
So why don't you just go?
We're just having
a slumber party.
Just chill the fuck out!
Just...
- Don't go into the...
- Oh! Oh!
Don't go to the... Stop! Stop!
Oh, my lord. What?
Oh, my God!
Alexis! Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
Oh, my, God! Oh, my God!
Holy shit!
You just fucking killed
your stepmom, Alex.
Yeah, well, I really didn't have
much of a choice, did I?
Just stick to the plan.
Stick to what plan, Alex?
She called the fucking cops.
Yeah, she also called my dad,
so we have to finish this
right now.
Are you with me?
- Uh...
- Val? Val? Are you with me?
Yes, I'm fucking with you, yes.
I'm gonna go to the pantry,
we're gonna get the boys out,
we're gonna finish this,
and we're gonna go home, okay?
Everything's gonna be fine.
I'm gonna pee.
I'm gonna help you up,
all right?
- Yeah, get me the fuck up.
- Are you ready?
- Yup.
- Three, two, one.
All right.
Boys!
"The Lord will execute
judgment by fire.
And those slain will be many."
Isaiah 66:16.
Uh, chapter
and fucking verse.
- Ready?
- Yeah.
Okay.
Fire in the hole!
Fuck!
Do it again.
Do it again. Do it again.
Fuck you!
Fucking God. Damn!
Psycho fucks.
Do it again. Do it again.
You fuckers!
- Ow, fuck!
- Alexis?
- Alexis.
- What?
They're here.
Oh, shit.
Oh!
What are we gonna do?
Just...
Just stay there.
Good evening, Officer.
Hi.
Somebody call 911?
Oh, yeah, like, this is such
a misunderstanding.
I'm, like,
so totally embarrassed.
Like, oh, my God.
You're not gonna believe this.
My stepmom,
she forgot my friend and I
were staying here this weekend,
even though we told her,
like, a gazillion times,
'cause she's such a space cadet,
and then, you know
she came by to get her passport,
and she freaked out
when she saw lights on,
and she totally
called you guys so, like,
it's just one big
misunderstanding.
But thank you so much
for coming by.
Is she here?
- I'm sorry?
- Is your stepmom here?
Um, yeah, she is,
but she's asleep,
and I don't wanna wake her up,
'cause she's, like,
totally moody, so...
You said she just stopped by
to get her passport?
Yes, she did.
Then it got to be, like,
super-duper late.
She's, like, "I'm just
gonna spend the night,
and I'm gonna leave
in the morning."
And the highway's
probably flooded
with, like, a gazillion DUIs,
so I'm gonna let you go.
You have an ID?
Proves this is
your residence, ma'am?
Totally.
Can I see it?
Oh, well, like, I don't have it,
like, on me, on me.
You know, it's, like,
it's in the house.
Okay. Well, I'd get it.
And if you could,
tell your stepmom
I'd like to have
a few words with her.
No.
Why not?
I don't have
to show you my ID,
and I sure as hell don't have
to get my stepmom for you,
- 'cause I know my rights.
- Okay, ma'am...
This has been one big
misunderstanding,
and that should be
good enough for you, Officer.
Okay. Ma'am, I'm gonna ask you
to put both hands
on top of the
squad vehicle, please.
Excuse me?
I said I'd like for you
to put both hands
on top of the
squad vehicle now,
and I'm not gonna ask you again.
Hey!
Hey, stop. Hey!
Stop. Stop!
- Hide.
- Okay.
County sheriff.
I need any and all occupants
of this house to come out
and put your hands up.
I will shoot.
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.
I repeat, this is the sheriff.
Anyone in this house,
come out with your hands up.
Now!
Final warning.
Hey, hey, don't shoot.
Don't shoot, please.
- Hands where I can see them!
- My friend needs help!
Shut up. Get your hands
where I can see 'em.
Hands where I can see 'em.
Both of you, now!
Shut up, turn around,
hands against the wall.
There's three girls
in this house.
They're trying to fucking
kill us, all right?
Please, can you just
get us out of here?
- Three girls did this to you?
- Yes!
They killed one of our friends
in the other room.
They're psychopaths,
Officer, sir.
- Please.
- Turn around, face the wall.
He needs to get
to a fucking doctor!
- He's bleeding out.
- Turn around and face the wall!
- Shit.
- Before I shoot you both.
Fuck, you're making a big
mistake, man. Please.
Shut up.
Fuck.
I said shut...
Oh!
Shit! Fucking fuck!
Val, what the fuck
did you do?
Stick to the plan, right?
Yeah.
You killed a cop, Val.
Yes.
And now I have his gun.
Shit.
You hear that, bitches?
We got a fucking gun!
- Oh, fuck.
- Jesus, fuck!
Stop wasting
the bullets, you moron.
Don't call me a fucking moron.
Then stop acting like one.
You're being...
- Give me the gun.
- I'm not gonna give you the gun.
You're being a retard.
Give me the gun.
- Fuck, it's... I...
- Val!
I can handle
a fucking gun, Alexis.
I'm gonna kill you if...
You're gonna kill us
fucking both!
No one is killing anyone.
Fuck.
Oh, wait a second, Beverly.
I knew it!
I fucking knew it!
Get the fuck out of my way!
- Beverly...
- You fucking do this.
Val, stop it.
Beverly...
Tell me what's wrong.
What's wrong?
This whole fucking thing
is what's wrong.
We are doing
the Lord's work here, Beverly.
Oh, shut the fuck up already!
Boys, I'm coming for you!
Fuck you!
Hey, stay the fuck out of this!
Beverly...
Here, take this.
It's our only chance.
We gotta go now, all right?
- We gotta go now.
- Now?
- Yes, let's go.
- I just...
- Come on.
- I...
- Come on.
- I just... I don't...
I don't think I can go
out there, man.
No, no. Kovacs, we're fucking
going out there together.
I... Look at me.
I can't fucking... I...
If you wanna sit and die here
by yourself, that's fine.
I'd rather go out fighting.
I'd rather you
fucking be with me.
Fuck it.
Let's do it.
You came to us.
We took you in.
You didn't have anything
before us.
You didn't have a home,
you didn't have a family.
We gave you
a fucking purpose, Beverly.
No, you took advantage of me!
You took advantage of me, okay?
Just like your father
is taking advantage
of all of his followers.
What are you talking about?
You know exactly
what I'm talking about.
I know what he's doing
with the donations, Alexis.
Val, he is pocketing
all of them.
He's not building
youth shelters.
He's building more
fucking rad pads like this one.
You poor little lamb.
You're so lost, you don't
even know what's real anymore.
Get the fuck out of my way.
- All right. Come on.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ready? Okay?
- Okay.
- Ready.
There's only one way
out of here, Beverly.
And it's with me.
So are you with me...
or not?
Get the fuck off of me!
One.
Two.
Three.
Stop, stop, stop!
Stop. She's with us.
She just tried to kill us,
like, two minutes ago.
I'm not with anyone.
I was trying to end this thing.
Okay. I'm calm.
I'm gonna call the cops.
Let me check.
It's not too deep, you're okay.
What the fuck are you doing
with these two?
It's not entirely their fault.
It's not their fault?
They were brainwashed, man.
What the fuck are you
talking about? Ivan's dead.
Kovacs. What the fuck?
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey.
Okay. Okay.
Hey, look at me, look at me.
Get us some water.
Hey. Look at me in the eyes.
You with me?
Hey, hey.
Hey.
Here.
Here, here.
Hang in there.
Keep breathing.
Just keep breathing, all right?
That's it.
Oh, fuck.
You're safe.
- We gotta carry him out of here.
- I know.
We gotta get him
to the hospital.
Where are the car keys?
- Where are the car keys?
- Alexis has them.
Fuck.
All right.
I gotta go get them then.
Fuck.
Wait, I...
Hold on. I don't think
we should separate.
Mark, I don't think
we should split up.
He's bleeding out.
The only way we're gonna get him
to a doctor in time
is in a car, all right?
You stay with him.
Kovacs.
Hey, Kovacs.
We're getting outta here.
All right?
All right. Fuck.
Okay.
Okay. Keep drinking, you gotta
stay hydrated, all right?
Fuck. Here.
Give me your light.
Give me your light.
What?
Give me your fucking light.
Okay. Okay. I gotta stop Val.
No. You're not
gonna leave me, are you?
I don't have a fucking
choice, man. All right?
- Come on, let's get you...
- Wait, wait.
Come on. Ready?
One, two, three.
- Okay.
- Okay. Holy shit.
Deep breath. All right?
Okay.
Here, here.
- Help.
- What's going on?
Shit.
All right. All right.
Relax. All right?
I'm gonna be back, okay?
Okay. Okay.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Okay.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
Help, help.
Please, Officer. Please, help.
Please, you got to...
What's going on here?
You have to help us, sir.
We're...
Just calm down, okay,
and tell me what's going on.
It's so fucked up. I...
All right. Let's start with why
are the police here.
They... They killed the police.
They killed the police, man,
and I...
Who?
The three girls.
They're... There's...
These three girls,
they killed my friend.
My other friend's in there.
You got to help him, please.
Listen to me.
I've got a cellular phone
in my car.
I want you to call 911.
Just give me the gun,
and I'll go get your friend.
They're psycho... Psychopaths.
I understand.
It's gonna be okay.
Please, son,
just hand me the weapon.
Hey, I know you.
You're that pastor...
I'm the wrath of God.
Good riddance.
Damn it.
No, uh-uh.
All right. You don't have
to do this, Val.
I don't have to do this?
What? You wanna be best friends
and braid each other's hair?
She's brainwashing you.
Fuck you.
You wanna be
my best friend, huh?
Oh, can you breathe?
Sorry, baby.
Hey, look at me.
Look at me.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. What happened?
Shit. Okay.
Pastor is here.
What?
S... S... Save Mark.
- Please. Please.
- What? What?
Save Mark.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
Fuck.
Dad.
Phew.
You really screwed
this one up, Alexis.
- It's not my fault.
- Quiet!
Yes, sir.
There's a sheriff's corpse
in the kitchen.
Your stepmom has bled out like
a stuck pig in the family room,
and I had to shoot one of
the bastards in the driveway.
Now, how are we
gonna explain this?
It was Beverly.
Beverly?
Yeah. The runaway.
Where is she now?
She, uh, ran away again?
Val... Val's taking care of her.
You told me she was ready.
You told me she could do this.
I thought that she was.
I'm sorry, but I can fix this.
- I can fix it.
- It's too late for that now.
They already suspect us,
and now this?
We're gonna have to make
some sacrifices.
What kind of sacrifices?
What did Daddy call you
when you were a little girl,
and you fell off your bike?
Reckless Alexis?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
And that's what
you've been here tonight.
Right? Reckless and careless.
And you've put everything
I've worked so hard for
in jeopardy.
- I don't know what to do.
- Shh. Hey, hey.
But it's okay.
We're gonna do something
drastic, unexpected.
I don't unders...
Why do you think
I chose you for this mission?
Why do you think
I chose this house?
It's the only way to erase
any doubt in their minds.
They'll have no choice
but to believe.
But it's okay, baby.
You're gonna die
a martyr, like...
Oh, my God.
You saved me.
Thank you. Thank you.
It was my dad.
You heard him?
He set me up. He set us up.
Shut the fuck up, Alexis.
Just listen to me.
We can get out of here.
You and me, just help me.
We can get out of here.
We're innocent. We're victims.
I'm a victim!
This is on you.
It was my dad.
- He did this.
- This is on you!
You...
You've always been useless!
You've always been
a fucking waste!
You've always...
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Okay.
Oh, God. Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Come here.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, come on.
I'm not gonna...
I'm not gonna make it.
What? What are you doing?
Yes, you are. Come here.
Look. Come on. Come on.
Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Another gruesome
ritualistic murder suicide
claimed the lives of six people
last night,
following a heavy metal concert
that local religious groups
were protesting.
The murders took place
at the country estate
of Pastor John Henry Butler,
and are believed
to be orchestrated
by his own daughter, Alexis.
Pastor Butler happened
upon the perpetrators
and bravely fought them off,
suffering only minor cuts
and bruises.
Pastor Butler, the founder of
The Daughters of the Dawn,
a nationwide congregation
for wayward girls,
spoke to reporters outside
his home moments ago.
My daughter was confused.
Like so many
young people today.
Amen.
And in her confusion,
she turned to a deadly and
devious group of individuals
hell-bent on spreading
Satan's message.
Ask yourselves,
how many more children
must die in Satan's name?
I just hope
we all can work together,
figure out a way
to end this evil...
30.67.
No more questions, please.
Authorities
are still on the lookout
for the culprits responsible
for this slew of murders,
a satanic cult
that call themselves
We Summon the Darkness.
You know, you shouldn't believe
everything you see.
Sorry.
Morning.
Where are we?
Hell if I know.
What?
Turn the music down,
I can't hear you.
I said you're so lying.
No, I'm not.
I've read an article about it.
When you're attracted
to someone, your pupils dilate,
which makes your eyes
look bigger,
so it looks like you're, like,
more attractive.
I don't know about you,
but I fuck with my eyes closed.
Fight me, Val.
- Where?
- It's actually interesting.
What magazine
did you read this in?
I read it in Bop.
Oh, she read it in Bop,
the preferred periodical
of intellectuals everywhere.
Stop! Just let me tell you this.
It goes back to, like,
tribes in Africa
and how they would
attract their mates.
They'd paint their cheeks red
and their lips red,
and accent their eyes,
all just sort of play
with the men's subconscious
to make them think
that they were turned on.
Hold on. You're telling me that
Bop is saying that makeup
is, like, war paint?
- For sex?
- Yeah.
That's the whole point
of makeup.
It's, like, ridiculous.
I'm gonna be honest, I haven't
showered in two full days,
- so I need to...
- That is truly disgusting.
It's actually better
if you haven't showered.
We're gonna get sweaty anyway,
everybody looks great.
You know, it's fine.
You're gonna fit right in.
How long until we stop?
Because I really have
to pee again.
What?
You just peed 60 miles ago.
That was less than an hour.
I have a weak bladder, Alexis.
Just pull over
and I'll pop a squat.
No. I'm not stopping.
You can hold it.
I can't hold it.
Well, stop drinking
so much soda.
We have a schedule.
My dad never pulled over for us.
He used to make my brother pee
in a pickle jar.
What?
What was going on
in your family?
Do you guys wanna hear
what my dad did?
No.
No. I can't go there right now.
You guys are losers.
Cooler than you.
- In another life, bitch.
- Oh, not to be alarming,
but there are no more
Ding Dongs.
Zero, zilch, nada, none.
Okay, fine. We'll stop
at the next gas station.
Oh! Thank you, God.
But if you aren't back
by the time the Twinkies
are in the car,
we're leaving without you.
- I get the front seat.
- That's right.
Stop.
There is a
scourge on our society,
my brothers and sisters.
The evil that is heavy metal
rock music is resolute,
steadfast, and unwavering,
in its goal to corrupt
our children's souls.
Now, I know what you all
are thinking.
"Oh, but, Pastor Butler,
it's just music, it's just..."
Boo!
Damn, Bev. Spooked much?
This is supposed to scare
other people, not us.
I guess.
...means that
they will come to you
in sheep's clothing...
Getting this.
...but inwardly,
they are ferocious as wolves.
Hi. Just wanna get this.
And then...
And the gas.
Yeah. Thank you.
Oh, my God.
- And these.
- Seriously? Why?
Where's your
Fourth of July spirit?
Whatever.
25.48.
But there is
a path to victory.
Join me in this fight,
it is not too late.
Your donations
will incinerate these demons
and send them back to the hell
from whence they came.
Hallelujah.
To those of you who
doubt my message, I say this...
You girls be careful now.
Why? You don't think
we can fend for ourselves?
There's a lot of evil out there,
and you seem like
nice girls, is all.
- Thank you so much.
- Thank you so much.
- Thank you.
- Have a good one.
What are you doing? Stop.
...traffic due to construction.
Police came across
another grisly murder scene
last night.
Wait. I wanna hear that.
What are you doing? Stop.
Go back. I wanna listen to that.
Three youths
found stabbed to death
inside a suburban home.
The walls covered
in satanic symbols.
This brings the death toll
to 18 in what many believe
to be the workings
of a satanic cult
burning their way
through America's Heartland.
Famed televangelist,
Pastor John Henry Butler,
denounced the murders today
on his nationally
syndicated program.
- Let's just change it.
- Listen. Just relax. Be cool.
Let's change it,
I don't wanna listen to this.
- Just relax, Beverly.
- You're such a baby.
Fine. Whatever you want.
That's better.
- Oh, my God.
- What is that?
Pull over. Alex, pull over.
Oh, my God.
Damn it.
Damn it. Fuck!
- Jerkoff!
- Fuck you, asshole!
Hey! Fuckhead!
- Fuck! Damn it!
- Fuck.
- Ew.
- What is it?
Don't touch it.
It's a chocolate milkshake.
It's a chocolate milkshake.
- Okay.
- Can I have...
- Here. Use this.
- Yeah. Thank you.
This is disgusting.
- This isn't...
- Is now the time?
Val, just hurry up
and help.
- Don't give that to me.
- Val? Can you help?
What am I supposed to do?
As if Val's
gonna touch this.
She's not gonna do shit.
Oh, my God.
- Just use the windshield wipers.
- Just let me see if...
I just got my nails done.
This is actually
making it worse.
- This is making it worse.
- Just use the windshield wipers.
I don't understand
what's wrong with people.
- That's fine.
- Okay. That's working.
Okay. Come on, Val.
Don't light a cigarette.
We're leaving now.
Oh, it's so stressful.
It's fine. Get in, Val.
People are nuts.
At least it's not shit.
Hey!
- Fuck, yeah, baby!
- Yeah!
Here we are.
- Okay. No. Sorry, no.
- Do you guys have extra tickets?
Please tell me
you have an extra ticket.
- No. No. No.
- No?
- We're driving away now.
- Jeez.
- Oh, yeah!
- Beverly, please do not
slow us down today.
I'm coming.
Val?
- Yeah?
- Can you do the honors?
Sure.
- I want no part.
- For sure.
Beverly, you have to.
- This is my favorite part.
- No, I...
- Beverly.
- I don't drink anymore.
We're drinking together,
it's liquid courage.
Take the cup.
Put it to your mouth.
Put it in your throat.
We're not gonna tell anyone,
it'll be like it never happened.
- Drink.
- That's not the point.
Drink the drink.
Cheers to a night
that we're gonna remember
for years to come.
- Hear, hear.
- Cheers.
Cheers.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Ah.
Mm!
- That was enough anyway.
- It's sharp.
Ready? Pull that down.
Oh. My ring's stuck in my hair.
Don't sell your
souls for rock 'n' roll.
Oh, my God.
Look at this guy.
- Guys.
- Yeah, guys.
Is that that van?
- Oh, my God.
- It is the van.
Let's teach them
some manners.
Do we knock on the door?
Have you lost your mind?
That is a horrible idea.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- They're in there.
- Stay there.
- Val, I swear to God...
- What are you doing?
Shut up.
Oh.
Yes.
Shit.
This is a horrible idea.
No, wait, wait, wait.
- Oh, fuck!
- Jesus!
Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck!
Jesus!
Oh!
Happy Fourth of July,
dickwads!
- The fuck was that?
- Impressive.
What the fuck
is funny about this?
I don't know. Were you driving
on Route 9 this morning?
Yeah. So what?
So payback's a bitch, isn't it?
What the hell
are you talking about?
You threw a milkshake
at our window, we could've died.
- Shit.
- Oh.
That was you?
Don't throw your trash
out of a moving car, man.
Come on, it was just
messing around.
It doesn't give you a right
to mess up our car.
Well, whatever. It wasn't cool.
Listen. We're assholes,
we're sorry.
- We didn't mean to scare you.
- Who said we were scared?
Look. I think my friends
are trying to say is...
maybe...
we can make it up to you.
We're not interested.
Wow, interesting.
Oh, come on.
Make me an offer.
Do you have any more packs?
Full case.
Among other assorted fun items.
All right. Fire away.
Here we go. Watch out.
Thanks.
- Oh, Jesus.
- There we go.
Oh, just sprayed it on you.
Hilarious.
By the way, I'm Ivan.
And it's a pleasure to meet you.
Mark.
Kovacs. What's up?
I'm, um, Alexis,
and this is Val and Beverly.
So, what, were you guys, like,
in the middle of a circle jerk
- or something?
- Oh, hell yeah.
- Just finished up.
- Yeah.
You guys wanna see my bong?
It's like...
Rock on, dude.
These guys fucking suck,
let's get out of here, please.
- I wanna go.
- Okay.
We were just about
to light up a hippie.
Where are you going?
- Yeah. Okay.
- Hey, Beverly.
Shit. Just go.
All right, hippie fucks.
Ready for Soldiers of Satan?
- Yes.
- Yes, fucking sure.
Fourth show we've seen
on this tour.
- Four?
- Yeah.
We just actually saw them
in Cleveland.
Caravanning, it's nice.
I thought only Deadheads
did that.
Oh, no, fuck those granolas.
We do it differently.
Are you guys in a band
or something?
- Mm-hmm.
- We were.
- Mark here's moving out to LA.
- Mm-hmm.
- Mark?
- It is true.
Ditching our asses.
- Shut the fuck up.
- I'm talking true, man. Sorry.
What's your axe?
Uh, drums.
Bass, synth,
sometimes backing vocals.
And I am the front man.
And woo!
Wow.
That's not creepy at all.
What?
Oh, yeah.
Fucking first
the backwards songs.
Now satanic ritual murders.
What will they come up
with next?
How many people
have been killed now?
- It's 15.
- Hmm.
Uh, no, you know,
I'm pretty sure it was 12.
Yeah. But after last night,
it's 15.
Uh, no.
After last night, it's 12.
Uh, you know,
you would be right if you knew
how to fucking count,
'cause you'd know it was 15.
- That's right. It's 12.
- That's the number that it is.
- It's 18.
- It's...
Remember the three they killed
in Tallahassee last week?
- Oh.
- It's 18.
Eighteen, dude. Come on.
You know what you
and I should do?
What? Me and you?
Have you shotgunned
a beer before?
You can teach me
if you want, though.
Is that a Doublehead back patch?
Yeah. It's my first concert.
No way.
Yeah. Straight to Hades tour,
I had to sneak out.
You just take this.
Ooh.
What was yours?
Um, Ozzy.
- Diary of a Madman.
- No way.
It was Randy Rhoads's last show.
- Oh, shit? Yeah.
- Oh, before he quit?
Like, uh, died in a plane crash.
Right. Yeah. It was a bummer.
Alexis, what was
your first show?
Um, God, it's been so long.
I don't think I can remember...
I think you, uh,
said that it was Scorpions.
- Oh, yeah. It was.
- Oh.
- I love me some Scorps.
- It was an awesome show.
My first show was, uh, Dio.
Cool.
No, it wasn't.
Yeah.
No, it wasn't. It was KC and
The Sunshine Band, because...
...I was there.
Gotta fucking do it,
you always gotta go there.
And his mom
chaperoned the whole time.
Every fucking time
we have this conversation.
First of all,
go fuck yourself, okay?
- Well, I'm sorry.
- And second of all,
KC and The Sunshine Band
actually has some good songs,
so let's not write them off.
Def Lep, Pyromania,
April 30th, 1983.
I'm a real civic sinner.
- Oh. Nice.
- You remember the date?
Nice.
It's the night
I popped my cherry.
A special day.
You guys coming with us?
Guys, we should go with them.
Come on, come on.
Let's go.
- Yeah.
- Let's go see the show.
One more.
Hurry!
♪ Bring the black box
to the altar ♪
♪ Now raise your hands ♪
♪ And do the sign ♪
♪ All hail Satan ♪
♪ Yes, hail Satan ♪
♪ Lay down your swords ♪
♪ The evil star ♪
♪ All hail Satan ♪
♪ Yes, hail Satan ♪
♪ Now drink it
Now drink, drink ♪
- ♪ Forget that whore ♪
- Fuck!
Hey. I saw what you did.
I saw what you did.
Best show in the fucking tour!
- Nice job, boys.
- Holy shit.
Oh, my God.
That was bitchin'.
That was fucking awesome.
Kovacs?
- Are you gonna be okay?
- Yeah.
Yeah. Did you break your nose?
No, no, it just...
It just gushes sometimes.
Is that gonna be okay?
All right. Well, we're gonna go.
- We're gonna go to our car.
- Thanks, guys.
Shit. Come on,
the night's young.
Why don't we keep
the party going?
Depends on
what you have in mind.
Well, let's hit a bar.
- Can't be too hard to find.
- Are you kidding me?
There's no bars.
There's, like, 7-Elevens
and Dairy Queens.
We could, uh...
- We could hang in the van?
- The van. Yeah.
As appealing as that...
- It sounds nice.
- Just give us one second.
I'm just gonna...
With these stupid jokes,
they're gonna be, like,
"He's mysterious."
That's the whole thing.
Let's just bring it down
a notch.
They're kind of perfect,
and the little drummer boy
is totally into you, Beverly.
Yeah. I was thinking that.
Beverly!
- Fuck it. Okay.
- Okay.
- Okay, okay.
- All right. Guys.
So, we're staying
at my dad's house.
It's, like, 30 minutes
from here.
We have booze.
We have a great sound system.
- We have Nintendo.
- Oh.
- Very classy.
- We have everything.
I Metroid like a mofo,
so I'm in.
- Great.
- Yeah.
Okay. So meet us at the turn-off
right outside the exit.
We're in the red car,
and you guys can follow us.
- Done.
- Great.
- Got it, got it, got it.
- I got to take a piss.
All right. Wait for me.
Don't you dare leave without us.
- We'll just meet out there.
- We'll be in the car.
Go, you go, we'll be right
behind you guys.
- Okay.
- Oh, excuse us!
- Rock on!
- We will wait for you.
That's why I'm the master
at what I do, I'm telling you.
Do you know who's so sexy?
Uh, who, Val?
Judd Nelson.
Who's Judd Nelson?
No, no, no.
But if I do meet another dude
that's in a fucking boy band,
I swear to God,
I'm gonna just cut him up,
slice him up one by one.
- You need a Light?
- Yeah.
There you go, buddy.
Oh, my God.
- No way.
- That sounds great.
Quick, before the...
Before the gate closes.
Holy shit. What the fuck
do her parents do for a living?
- They're kings.
- Jesus Christ.
- Got that a little, right?
- We're here, girls.
Oh.
Oh, my God.
Why are we parking
all the way down here?
We don't need anyone
to know we're here.
- Oh, wow. Nice.
- How about this shit?
Hell of a night.
Oh, my goodness.
Is there, uh, like...
- You ready for this?
- ...hot tub situation?
- I'll show you the hot tub.
- Oh, really?
Get her in there.
Here we are.
It's formal.
- Oh, shit.
- Willkommen.
Come in. Bienvenue.
- Excuse me.
- Welcome.
Sorry.
So, that's
the living room, obviously.
This is the dining room,
kitchen, bedroom's upstairs,
so you can go anywhere you want.
Whoa, so your dad
owns this place?
What is he, A. Busch?
The Vice President?
No, fool.
The beer, Busch.
Holy shit.
Look at how cute you were.
- Oh, hey.
- Such a little baby.
You went to Catholic school,
whoa, you got, like...
That's great.
Why don't you guys
go out and show them outside?
We'll take the party out there.
Go outside.
It's really nice
in the backyard.
- Just take them outside.
- I got it. Yeah.
Good God. What did we do
to deserve this shit?
Oh, yeah.
Well, it's not like
fucking hair metal bands
like Twisted Sister,
fucking Motley Crue.
It's fucking Metallica,
it's fucking Slayer. It's, uh...
Metallica has never recovered
since Dave Mustaine left.
And I don't care who says it.
- He didn't leave, he was fired.
- Okay, whatever.
If Mustaine never left,
we'd never get Megadeth.
- Yeah?
- Forget Mustaine, dude.
How are they ever
gonna replace Cliff?
He's such a cutie.
- Oh, yes.
- They got that new guy.
What's his name?
Jason Newsted.
- Yeah. Well...
- Yeah.
...whoever he is,
he's got some big shoes to fill
because Cliff
was a goddamn genius.
I guess we'll find out
soon, right?
- Yeah.
- When's that new album drop?
- In a month.
- Yeah.
Very soon. Here, everybody.
To Cliff Burton,
ladies and gentlemen.
Pour a little bit out.
There we go.
Oh.
Oh. Hello.
- Hey.
- You come to warm me up?
- Yeah.
- All right.
So...
Do you guys
come out here a lot?
So, uh, you guys...
come out here...
Never mind.
Dang.
Swing and a miss.
Swing and a miss.
Hey.
You're being antisocial.
Well, I've never really done
anything like this before.
Yeah.
Well, just relax
and do what I do, all right?
Look, Bev, I know...
I know that you're new
to our group.
And you know Val and I tease you
a little bit sometimes.
But I'm really glad that
you decided to come tonight
and I think
that this is gonna be
a really, really
big step for you.
And I'm proud of you.
Yeah. Thanks for being
good friends.
We're more than that.
We're sisters.
Right?
- Yeah.
- Right.
Yeah.
So, come on.
Let's get this party started.
Let's do it!
- Oh, shit!
- Oh, my God.
- I'm so sorry.
- That's okay.
- Fuck.
- Sorry.
Um, here, I'll...
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
- Sorry. Smells like shit now.
- No, that's okay.
Here, it's a bit cold.
Take mine.
- No, it's all right.
- No, please, take mine.
Thanks.
Looks better on you
than me.
- Oh.
- Oh, sorry. I'll take that.
It's my brother's.
You want me to help you
make more or...
Um, no, that's enough.
They'll be okay.
Fuck.
Cute.
See that?
That was fucking nice.
Such a fucking romantic.
Hey. I come bearing gifts.
- This is for you.
- Why, thank you.
You're welcome.
Handsome boy.
One for you.
Oh, thank you. What is this?
- Family recipe.
- Family recipe?
Hey.
- Hey.
- Hey, this is for you.
- All right.
- Yeah.
- Oh, thank you.
- Hey, Bev.
What's your problem?
- He has a switchblade.
- So?
He has a fucking switchblade.
Stop being so paranoid.
It's not like
he's gonna murder us.
Just relax.
All right, everyone. A toast!
- All right.
- A toast. A toast.
- Woo!
- Yes!
Let the madness begin. Ah...
- Cheers!
- To madness!
- Madness! Hear, hear.
- Cheers!
- Cheers!
- Rock 'n' fucking roll. Yeah.
- And your mom.
- Cheers.
Woo!
Mm. Yow!
Okay.
You guys wanna play a game?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
What kind of game?
Have you ever played
Never Have I Ever?
No. I have never played
Never Have I Ever.
Does that mean I win?
No, you idiot.
Basically, you just go around
in a circle
and you say,
"Never have I ever,"
and then you say something
that you haven't done.
And then if you've done
the thing
the other person says
that they haven't,
you drink.
Does that make sense?
- Sounds good.
- Cool.
I'm, like, so confused
right now.
It's okay, it's easy. I'll go
and then you'll pick it up.
If you don't understand, I'll...
You'll figure it out.
Bev, sit down.
I don't... I don't need to play.
I'll just watch, you guys can...
Bev.
Bullshit, everybody's
got to play. Play.
Come on, play.
Play, play, play, play!
Sit down and play.
- Play, play, play, play!
- Jesus Christ!
So...
Never have I ever
gone streaking.
- Oh, shit.
- Ivan. Drink up.
Yeah. I'm gonna be drunk
in about five minutes.
Yeah. You and me both, baby.
Oh.
All right. Mark, you go.
Okay.
Never have I ever
spent the night in jail.
Oh, come on, man.
That's just messed up.
You can't just target people.
You too?
I was, uh, drunk and...
...disorderly.
What were you in for?
Shoplifting.
Shoplifting? What?
Clothes or...
Food.
Food?
Come on, if I could, like...
Kovacs, drop it.
Ivan, you go.
Uh, yeah. Uh...
Never have I ever...
No, did that.
Um, all right.
Never have I ever...
pissed my pants.
Oh, Val.
I got a weak bladder.
That was
an insane night.
You remember?
Wait, wait, careful.
We don't want another accident.
All right, what do you got, Val?
Never have I ever hurled
in a church.
Ooh.
- That's what you went with?
- That's you, baby.
- Yeah. Drink up.
- No!
Okay. I'm gonna need
a lot of fucking details.
Did you just go, like,
full Exorcist,
just spraying pea soup
everywhere?
I was sick.
I mean, it's boring,
I had a... I had a stomach flu.
- Head spinning.
- She was really sick.
It's kind of boring
and stupid.
Did you spin your head
around a few times
and just say,
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."
That's dumb.
I mean, I'm not the first person
to get the stomach flu.
- Kovacs.
- Oh, me?
- Yeah. It's your turn.
- Oh, I have one.
Um, never have I ever decided
to ditch my friends
and go to California
to become a fucking rock star.
Oh, fuck you.
Fuck you, Mark. Drink up.
That's a low blow, man.
Come on.
Sorry, was that too much or...
Hitting him hard.
- Alex.
- Mm?
Do you think
you can top that one?
Yeah, I think
I can top that one.
Never have I ever...
drugged someone's drink.
Yeah. Uh, not me.
Yeah. That's fucked up,
is what that is.
Oh. Oh.
- Fuck off.
- You gotta be kidding me.
Seriously?
No.
Drink up, Bev.
Oh, no shit.
Okay. Wait.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
So you're saying,
like, all three of you
have drugged somebody's drink
at some point?
Okay. Like whose? Why?
Oh, no. Oh, it's us?
I don't buy that
for one fucking second.
Ladies, you don't have
to drug our drinks
to... have sex with us.
I mean...
Oh, you didn't think that
we're gonna have sex with you,
did you?
What?
You did.
Oh, that's so precious,
that's really sweet.
I mean, why would you think that
we were gonna have sex with you?
- Okay, uh...
- Okay, uh...
I'm sorry we were...
Things just got really
fucking weird, so, uh...
I'm gonna have to bid you ladies
a good evening
and thank you for all
of your hospitality.
And, uh, we're gonna...
We're gonna have... Kovacs?
- Okay. Go for it.
- Mark!
Mark, what the... Mark!
- Mark? Mark?
- Is he not waking up?
Oh, no. Oh!
Oh, gosh.
- Ivan. No.
- Oh.
- He's...
- Oh, no.
Ivan.
You should go check on him.
- You should wake him up.
- Oh, gosh. Oh, no.
Ivan.
Dude, fucking... Okay.
What the fuck did you do to him?
- Uh, Mark?
- What's happening?
- Are you tired?
- Mark.
Oh, you poor baby. Honey.
Are you okay?
- Are you tired?
- Me and you together forever.
Are you asleep?
Oh, I think you're asleep.
Bev, Bev.
Mm-hmm.
- The bucket.
- Yeah.
Is she gonna be able to do this?
She'd better be able to.
What are you doing?
Let's go.
Let's fuckin' go.
Here.
Get it together, Beverly.
Hello, boys.
Hello, boys.
Good morning, baby.
How are you?
Baby.
I don't know what kind of
fucked up game is this,
but it's got to stop right now.
I'm so sorry,
I can't do that for you.
And it's not a game.
Holy shit.
You're the fucking cult.
What?
Listen, just let us go.
We'll drive away
and you'll never see us again.
That would be a good idea
if I hadn't slashed your tires
while you were passed out.
Help! Help!
- Fucking help us!
- Help us!
- Fucking psychos!
- Help!
"Help!"
Help! Somebody fucking help!
- Somebody!
- They're fucking psychos!
Try a little louder, honey.
- You poor babies.
- Please.
I'm so sorry, boys.
But we haven't been completely
honest with you.
The truth is...
we don't care
about any of this shit.
Heavy metal and satanic cults,
devil worship.
It's all really just
a giant crock of shit to me.
So, you're not a satanic cult?
Well, what the fuck
is all of this, then?
Is it fun being so stupid?
You're killing people and making
it look like a satanic cult.
Exactly.
Color me impressed.
You must be the smart one.
You killed all those people?
No, actually those
were the other members
of our congregation.
Mm-hmm. But tonight's our turn.
And then next week it'll be
another group's turn,
and then the week after that
it'll be another group's turn.
Our reach is very far
and very wide.
And we're growing stronger
every single day,
thanks to people like you.
- You're so fucking clueless.
- Oh.
We're clueless? Because
we're not the one's tied up
to chairs right now, are we?
We're not devil worshipers.
- Yeah. No, no, no, no.
- None of us are.
Don't you get it?
We don't give a fuck
who you are.
No, we don't.
You dress the part
and you look the part,
and the news is gonna fill in
the rest for us.
Yeah. They always do.
And then when the public hears
that there's been
another satanic murder...
...they're gonna come to us
for salvation,
because they want
their souls saved.
You sick fucks.
So, what, are you just
murdering people?
And then you're just
gonna fucking lie
to the whole country about it?
It doesn't matter if it's true.
It only matters
if people believe it.
And, boy, do they believe it.
And the beautiful thing is
that your deaths are actually
gonna mean something.
Like, your deaths
are actually gonna save
the lives of hundreds,
if not thousands of people.
Like, think about it.
Who can say these days
that they died for a good cause
and for a good reason?
You sound just like that asshole
preacher, John Henry Butler.
You shut the fuck up,
you little piece of shit.
Hey.
Why don't you do me a favor?
Why don't you explain to me
what this silly little thing is?
Hmm?
It's a means of expression.
And what are you trying
to express?
Defiance.
Against what?
I asked you a fucking question.
Against what?
People like you.
Oh?
People like us, people like us,
who are trying to help people.
People like us who are trying
to spread Christ's word.
We're trying to spread the word
of our Lord and Savior.
Good people
trying to help the world.
That's... That's what's wrong?
- That's what's wrong with us?
- It means that people
are just closed-minded,
ignorant fuckheads
who just go around
their whole life shitting
on anything
they don't understand!
- Ivan, stop.
- Shut up.
What he means is hypocritical,
lying, fucking pieces of shit
- that invent a belief system...
- Shut the fuck up!
...so they can persecute anyone
who stands up against them.
- Shut the fuck up!
- What he means
is a fucking weak...
- Shut the fuck up!
- ...cowardly sheep
that has no original
ideas of his own,
who just blindly follows anyone
who's the first person to blow
in the fucking wind!
Fuck, fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
No, don't! God! Fuck!
You fuckers!
Told you to stop talking.
Oh, no! Oh, God! Oh, fuck!
That's much better.
And you, you're not so
defiant now, are you?
Nothing left to be
defiant about, is there?
Beg for forgiveness.
Please. Please.
Beg for Christ's forgiveness
before I kill you.
Don't you want forgiveness
from our Lord and Savior?
So be it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Wait, wait, wait!
Jesus fucking Christ.
What the hell, Beverly?
I need to talk to you
for a second.
About what?
- Beverly, shut the fuck up!
- For a second.
For a fucking second!
For a second, okay?
Can we talk in the bathroom?
I'm listening!
I can hear you from right here.
They're not going anywhere.
I knew you're gonna do
some shit like this.
So go! Go! Go!
Fucking hell.
They just killed him, man.
They fucking killed him.
Kovacs, look at me.
You got to keep it
together, okay?
You got to keep it together.
Well, then what the fuck
are we supposed to do?
You see my belt over there?
Do you see my belt?
Can you get it?
Can you get to it?
See if you can cut the tape
with the spikes.
Fuck.
What?
- I wanna do it.
- What?
Let me kill them.
Get the fuck out of here.
No, I'm... I'm serious.
When I heard them talking
it just confirms,
like, everything you guys
have taught me.
They have to die.
What?
You know, I thought for a second
maybe you're getting cold feet.
No. No, it was...
It was part of my act.
Hmm. Okay. Here.
So here's how it's gonna go.
The dumb one
is gonna get it in the neck,
just like the big one.
And then for little drummer boy,
you're gonna go around
from behind,
you're gonna stab him
in the heart.
And that way it'll look like
he killed his two friends
and then he offered himself,
it's classic murder suicide.
- Yeah.
- It's perfect and it's easy.
- Come on!
- I'm coming!
Oh, fuck. Okay. Well, fuck.
- Goddamn it!
- Come on!
Beverly, you bitch!
Give me that fucking knife!
- Come on.
- Now!
Holy shit.
Come on!
Shit!
Shit! Damn it!
Shit!
Open the door!
Fuck you!
Move, move, move.
Alex, move.
Fuck!
Ow! Goddamn it!
Oh, my God.
Open the door, boys.
Fuck you!
Let me write this down
for you guys.
Either you come out here
and we kill you quickly,
or you bleed to death
slowly in there.
So why don't you save yourselves
the pain and suffering
and just come out here?
Fucking eat me, bitch!
Open the goddamn door!
Jesus Christ, dude.
She fucking sliced me.
All right, all right.
- Shit.
- Keep pressure on the door.
Hurry, hurry, hurry!
Holy shit. Holy shit.
All right. All right.
Lift your arm, lift your arm,
lift your arm.
Goddamn it!
Holy sh...
Ow, ow! Careful.
- Open the goddamn door!
- Holy shit.
Don't just stand there.
Go find something to break
the door down with, Beverly.
Where?
I don't know.
Why don't you go to the barn?
There's a bunch of tools
and shit in there.
Go!
If you don't go...
this is all your fault.
Their blood
is on your hands, too.
So just go.
Jesus Christ!
Goddamn it.
Okay.
Fucking "Ruby Tuesday"
over here.
Shit. Oh.
- Are you okay?
- I'm gonna need a tampon, dude.
- Shit.
- Boys.
Do you wanna have
a threesome with us?
Alex is very religious,
but she will do it
on this occasion only.
I'm taking that as a yes.
- Oh, my God.
- I'm a little bit drunk.
Oh, what?
Oh, I think I found something.
Is it another box
of Twinkies?
Because this one's done.
Don't say I never
get you nice things.
Oh, baby,
is it my birthday?
Come here.
We'll all go down. Here.
Okay.
Oh, damn, girl.
Just take everything
so fucking seriously.
Shh.
What the fuck? Holy shit.
Stay there, stay there.
Hey, hey.
Move away from the handle,
move away from the handle.
Now get away,
get away, get away.
Yeah, you like that,
fuckers?
- Oh, what did you say?
- You want some more?
- Fuck. Don't breathe in.
- Cover your mouth.
Are they blocking it?
I think they're fucking
blocking it.
Go get, Bev.
Where the hell...
- Who the fuck is that?
- Shh.
- Who the fuck is...
- Shut up!
Fuck.
- Lexi?
- Oh, shit.
It's my stepmom.
Just don't say anything.
Hi.
Lexi. Oh, my God,
what happened to your forehead?
And why on earth
are you dressed like this?
Val and I went
to a costume party,
and there were some
drunk guys there.
And someone threw something,
and it hit me in the eye.
Well, what did I tell you
about parties like that?
They attract a bad element.
Aren't you supposed
to be in Turks and Caicos?
Yeah, I... That's tomorrow.
I think I left my passport here.
Uh, um, hi, Valerie.
Hi, Mrs. Butler.
No, I'm back to Miss Stone now.
Oh, sorry, the divorce.
I'm not.
Dude, your stepmom
has coke boogers.
Hallelujah.
It's getting cold, man.
You're going into shock.
You need some sugar.
Can you drink this? Here.
What?
What?
Mm.
Now, we're getting
out of here, man.
How? Huh?
We're getting the fuck out.
We're getting the fuck
out of here.
What are you...
Are you going MacGyver
or something?
Yeah.
Did you find it?
Um, my passport? Yeah.
- Right where I thought it'd be.
- Good. Right.
Next time you see me,
I'll have a tan to die for.
Right.
Have a nice trip,
Miss Stone.
God bless. And you,
put some ice on that.
Yeah, I will.
Oh, you know,
if the police show up,
just tell them
it was a false alarm.
What?
Well, I saw the lights on,
there's some van parked
behind the house,
so I thought maybe somebody
was robbing the place.
Is that yours?
I'm borrowing it from a friend.
It's my friend's van.
You called the police?
Yeah, from my car phone.
I tried your father to see if...
You called Daddy?
Yes, Alexis. We still speak.
Just...
Okay. Like I said, just say
it was a false alarm, okay?
I got... I... I gotta go, bye.
Okay.
What was that?
What was what?
- I didn't hear anything.
- It's probably just fireworks.
Who else is in this house?
There's no one in the house.
What are you two girls up to?
We're not
doing anything.
It's late.
I think you should go.
Alexis, you better tell me
what is going on.
I really, really think
that you should go.
You are gonna be in big trouble,
unless you tell me
what's going on, young lady.
This is not your house anymore!
So why don't you just go?
We're just having
a slumber party.
Just chill the fuck out!
Just...
- Don't go into the...
- Oh! Oh!
Don't go to the... Stop! Stop!
Oh, my lord. What?
Oh, my God!
Alexis! Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
Oh, my, God! Oh, my God!
Holy shit!
You just fucking killed
your stepmom, Alex.
Yeah, well, I really didn't have
much of a choice, did I?
Just stick to the plan.
Stick to what plan, Alex?
She called the fucking cops.
Yeah, she also called my dad,
so we have to finish this
right now.
Are you with me?
- Uh...
- Val? Val? Are you with me?
Yes, I'm fucking with you, yes.
I'm gonna go to the pantry,
we're gonna get the boys out,
we're gonna finish this,
and we're gonna go home, okay?
Everything's gonna be fine.
I'm gonna pee.
I'm gonna help you up,
all right?
- Yeah, get me the fuck up.
- Are you ready?
- Yup.
- Three, two, one.
All right.
Boys!
"The Lord will execute
judgment by fire.
And those slain will be many."
Isaiah 66:16.
Uh, chapter
and fucking verse.
- Ready?
- Yeah.
Okay.
Fire in the hole!
Fuck!
Do it again.
Do it again. Do it again.
Fuck you!
Fucking God. Damn!
Psycho fucks.
Do it again. Do it again.
You fuckers!
- Ow, fuck!
- Alexis?
- Alexis.
- What?
They're here.
Oh, shit.
Oh!
What are we gonna do?
Just...
Just stay there.
Good evening, Officer.
Hi.
Somebody call 911?
Oh, yeah, like, this is such
a misunderstanding.
I'm, like,
so totally embarrassed.
Like, oh, my God.
You're not gonna believe this.
My stepmom,
she forgot my friend and I
were staying here this weekend,
even though we told her,
like, a gazillion times,
'cause she's such a space cadet,
and then, you know
she came by to get her passport,
and she freaked out
when she saw lights on,
and she totally
called you guys so, like,
it's just one big
misunderstanding.
But thank you so much
for coming by.
Is she here?
- I'm sorry?
- Is your stepmom here?
Um, yeah, she is,
but she's asleep,
and I don't wanna wake her up,
'cause she's, like,
totally moody, so...
You said she just stopped by
to get her passport?
Yes, she did.
Then it got to be, like,
super-duper late.
She's, like, "I'm just
gonna spend the night,
and I'm gonna leave
in the morning."
And the highway's
probably flooded
with, like, a gazillion DUIs,
so I'm gonna let you go.
You have an ID?
Proves this is
your residence, ma'am?
Totally.
Can I see it?
Oh, well, like, I don't have it,
like, on me, on me.
You know, it's, like,
it's in the house.
Okay. Well, I'd get it.
And if you could,
tell your stepmom
I'd like to have
a few words with her.
No.
Why not?
I don't have
to show you my ID,
and I sure as hell don't have
to get my stepmom for you,
- 'cause I know my rights.
- Okay, ma'am...
This has been one big
misunderstanding,
and that should be
good enough for you, Officer.
Okay. Ma'am, I'm gonna ask you
to put both hands
on top of the
squad vehicle, please.
Excuse me?
I said I'd like for you
to put both hands
on top of the
squad vehicle now,
and I'm not gonna ask you again.
Hey!
Hey, stop. Hey!
Stop. Stop!
- Hide.
- Okay.
County sheriff.
I need any and all occupants
of this house to come out
and put your hands up.
I will shoot.
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.
I repeat, this is the sheriff.
Anyone in this house,
come out with your hands up.
Now!
Final warning.
Hey, hey, don't shoot.
Don't shoot, please.
- Hands where I can see them!
- My friend needs help!
Shut up. Get your hands
where I can see 'em.
Hands where I can see 'em.
Both of you, now!
Shut up, turn around,
hands against the wall.
There's three girls
in this house.
They're trying to fucking
kill us, all right?
Please, can you just
get us out of here?
- Three girls did this to you?
- Yes!
They killed one of our friends
in the other room.
They're psychopaths,
Officer, sir.
- Please.
- Turn around, face the wall.
He needs to get
to a fucking doctor!
- He's bleeding out.
- Turn around and face the wall!
- Shit.
- Before I shoot you both.
Fuck, you're making a big
mistake, man. Please.
Shut up.
Fuck.
I said shut...
Oh!
Shit! Fucking fuck!
Val, what the fuck
did you do?
Stick to the plan, right?
Yeah.
You killed a cop, Val.
Yes.
And now I have his gun.
Shit.
You hear that, bitches?
We got a fucking gun!
- Oh, fuck.
- Jesus, fuck!
Stop wasting
the bullets, you moron.
Don't call me a fucking moron.
Then stop acting like one.
You're being...
- Give me the gun.
- I'm not gonna give you the gun.
You're being a retard.
Give me the gun.
- Fuck, it's... I...
- Val!
I can handle
a fucking gun, Alexis.
I'm gonna kill you if...
You're gonna kill us
fucking both!
No one is killing anyone.
Fuck.
Oh, wait a second, Beverly.
I knew it!
I fucking knew it!
Get the fuck out of my way!
- Beverly...
- You fucking do this.
Val, stop it.
Beverly...
Tell me what's wrong.
What's wrong?
This whole fucking thing
is what's wrong.
We are doing
the Lord's work here, Beverly.
Oh, shut the fuck up already!
Boys, I'm coming for you!
Fuck you!
Hey, stay the fuck out of this!
Beverly...
Here, take this.
It's our only chance.
We gotta go now, all right?
- We gotta go now.
- Now?
- Yes, let's go.
- I just...
- Come on.
- I...
- Come on.
- I just... I don't...
I don't think I can go
out there, man.
No, no. Kovacs, we're fucking
going out there together.
I... Look at me.
I can't fucking... I...
If you wanna sit and die here
by yourself, that's fine.
I'd rather go out fighting.
I'd rather you
fucking be with me.
Fuck it.
Let's do it.
You came to us.
We took you in.
You didn't have anything
before us.
You didn't have a home,
you didn't have a family.
We gave you
a fucking purpose, Beverly.
No, you took advantage of me!
You took advantage of me, okay?
Just like your father
is taking advantage
of all of his followers.
What are you talking about?
You know exactly
what I'm talking about.
I know what he's doing
with the donations, Alexis.
Val, he is pocketing
all of them.
He's not building
youth shelters.
He's building more
fucking rad pads like this one.
You poor little lamb.
You're so lost, you don't
even know what's real anymore.
Get the fuck out of my way.
- All right. Come on.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Ready? Okay?
- Okay.
- Ready.
There's only one way
out of here, Beverly.
And it's with me.
So are you with me...
or not?
Get the fuck off of me!
One.
Two.
Three.
Stop, stop, stop!
Stop. She's with us.
She just tried to kill us,
like, two minutes ago.
I'm not with anyone.
I was trying to end this thing.
Okay. I'm calm.
I'm gonna call the cops.
Let me check.
It's not too deep, you're okay.
What the fuck are you doing
with these two?
It's not entirely their fault.
It's not their fault?
They were brainwashed, man.
What the fuck are you
talking about? Ivan's dead.
Kovacs. What the fuck?
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey.
Okay. Okay.
Hey, look at me, look at me.
Get us some water.
Hey. Look at me in the eyes.
You with me?
Hey, hey.
Hey.
Here.
Here, here.
Hang in there.
Keep breathing.
Just keep breathing, all right?
That's it.
Oh, fuck.
You're safe.
- We gotta carry him out of here.
- I know.
We gotta get him
to the hospital.
Where are the car keys?
- Where are the car keys?
- Alexis has them.
Fuck.
All right.
I gotta go get them then.
Fuck.
Wait, I...
Hold on. I don't think
we should separate.
Mark, I don't think
we should split up.
He's bleeding out.
The only way we're gonna get him
to a doctor in time
is in a car, all right?
You stay with him.
Kovacs.
Hey, Kovacs.
We're getting outta here.
All right?
All right. Fuck.
Okay.
Okay. Keep drinking, you gotta
stay hydrated, all right?
Fuck. Here.
Give me your light.
Give me your light.
What?
Give me your fucking light.
Okay. Okay. I gotta stop Val.
No. You're not
gonna leave me, are you?
I don't have a fucking
choice, man. All right?
- Come on, let's get you...
- Wait, wait.
Come on. Ready?
One, two, three.
- Okay.
- Okay. Holy shit.
Deep breath. All right?
Okay.
Here, here.
- Help.
- What's going on?
Shit.
All right. All right.
Relax. All right?
I'm gonna be back, okay?
Okay. Okay.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Okay.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
Help, help.
Please, Officer. Please, help.
Please, you got to...
What's going on here?
You have to help us, sir.
We're...
Just calm down, okay,
and tell me what's going on.
It's so fucked up. I...
All right. Let's start with why
are the police here.
They... They killed the police.
They killed the police, man,
and I...
Who?
The three girls.
They're... There's...
These three girls,
they killed my friend.
My other friend's in there.
You got to help him, please.
Listen to me.
I've got a cellular phone
in my car.
I want you to call 911.
Just give me the gun,
and I'll go get your friend.
They're psycho... Psychopaths.
I understand.
It's gonna be okay.
Please, son,
just hand me the weapon.
Hey, I know you.
You're that pastor...
I'm the wrath of God.
Good riddance.
Damn it.
No, uh-uh.
All right. You don't have
to do this, Val.
I don't have to do this?
What? You wanna be best friends
and braid each other's hair?
She's brainwashing you.
Fuck you.
You wanna be
my best friend, huh?
Oh, can you breathe?
Sorry, baby.
Hey, look at me.
Look at me.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. What happened?
Shit. Okay.
Pastor is here.
What?
S... S... Save Mark.
- Please. Please.
- What? What?
Save Mark.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
Fuck.
Dad.
Phew.
You really screwed
this one up, Alexis.
- It's not my fault.
- Quiet!
Yes, sir.
There's a sheriff's corpse
in the kitchen.
Your stepmom has bled out like
a stuck pig in the family room,
and I had to shoot one of
the bastards in the driveway.
Now, how are we
gonna explain this?
It was Beverly.
Beverly?
Yeah. The runaway.
Where is she now?
She, uh, ran away again?
Val... Val's taking care of her.
You told me she was ready.
You told me she could do this.
I thought that she was.
I'm sorry, but I can fix this.
- I can fix it.
- It's too late for that now.
They already suspect us,
and now this?
We're gonna have to make
some sacrifices.
What kind of sacrifices?
What did Daddy call you
when you were a little girl,
and you fell off your bike?
Reckless Alexis?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
And that's what
you've been here tonight.
Right? Reckless and careless.
And you've put everything
I've worked so hard for
in jeopardy.
- I don't know what to do.
- Shh. Hey, hey.
But it's okay.
We're gonna do something
drastic, unexpected.
I don't unders...
Why do you think
I chose you for this mission?
Why do you think
I chose this house?
It's the only way to erase
any doubt in their minds.
They'll have no choice
but to believe.
But it's okay, baby.
You're gonna die
a martyr, like...
Oh, my God.
You saved me.
Thank you. Thank you.
It was my dad.
You heard him?
He set me up. He set us up.
Shut the fuck up, Alexis.
Just listen to me.
We can get out of here.
You and me, just help me.
We can get out of here.
We're innocent. We're victims.
I'm a victim!
This is on you.
It was my dad.
- He did this.
- This is on you!
You...
You've always been useless!
You've always been
a fucking waste!
You've always...
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Okay.
Oh, God. Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Come here.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, come on.
I'm not gonna...
I'm not gonna make it.
What? What are you doing?
Yes, you are. Come here.
Look. Come on. Come on.
Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Another gruesome
ritualistic murder suicide
claimed the lives of six people
last night,
following a heavy metal concert
that local religious groups
were protesting.
The murders took place
at the country estate
of Pastor John Henry Butler,
and are believed
to be orchestrated
by his own daughter, Alexis.
Pastor Butler happened
upon the perpetrators
and bravely fought them off,
suffering only minor cuts
and bruises.
Pastor Butler, the founder of
The Daughters of the Dawn,
a nationwide congregation
for wayward girls,
spoke to reporters outside
his home moments ago.
My daughter was confused.
Like so many
young people today.
Amen.
And in her confusion,
she turned to a deadly and
devious group of individuals
hell-bent on spreading
Satan's message.
Ask yourselves,
how many more children
must die in Satan's name?
I just hope
we all can work together,
figure out a way
to end this evil...
30.67.
No more questions, please.
Authorities
are still on the lookout
for the culprits responsible
for this slew of murders,
a satanic cult
that call themselves
We Summon the Darkness.
You know, you shouldn't believe
everything you see.
Sorry.
Morning.
Where are we?
Hell if I know.