The 6th Friend (2016) - full transcript
In this slasher film with a paranormal twist, six college best friends throw their own private graduation party when the stoner of the group orders in a psychedelic from her drug dealer, who sticks around to join in their fun. Drugged and disoriented, the girls' special night quickly becomes a dark, foggy nightmare of blood and violence. Five years later, the girls gather together once again in hopes of rekindling that close friendship that they once had, only to find themselves being hunted by who, or what, they do not know.
- Oh My God!
- You're getting it everywhere!
- Okay!
- Party!
I went to school for this.
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
That one is yours.
No, no, no!
She's fine!
- Hey, it's party time.
- Pushy!
Hey, cheers!
Here is to the end
of a horrible deep, dark
shithole!
What the hell is that?
Now, more boob!
You pervert!
Hey, could I have
some of that?
So we're doing this?
Becca, no.
No acid.
Hey, give me that.
- Bossy.
- No acid. Not tonight.
Katie isn't going to go for it.
This is our last night
to be young and stupid.
So go bang a girl.
What do you think
I'm trying to do?
And drug dealers deliver.
Hey, what's up?
How's it going?
- Good to see you.
- Good to see you.
- All right.
- Ladies, I've got some goodies.
Tyler, hey.
Let's do it!
Hey-oh!
- I'm ready.
- It tastes funny.
You're not supposed
to taste it.
Okay, I'm ready!
You try it.
Grab yours.
Blah, blah, blah, blah.
Fine. I'll do it.
But we have to get rid of the
veiny sausage-fest over here.
This is a girlfriend thing.
Yeah, because I love hanging
out with rude bitches.
Did I say something to make
you think I care?
Don't be rude, Heather.
Sit down.
There.
Are you sure you want
to try this?
I don't know.
You don't have to do it,
Katie.
She's ready.
She wants to.
No, I want to.
She wants to.
There you go.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Woohoo!
Pizza's here!
Pizza delivery.
Happy trippin'!
Okay, she's locked it.
Katie.
Katie! Katie!
Somebody help us!
God, don't do that.
Nice nap?
Where are we?
About five miles
outside of crazy town.
Population one.
I'm fine.
You were dreaming about
The Bachelor, right?
Did you get the rose?
You know I hate that show.
Oh, come on.
You don't have that dream?
Weird.
No, what's weird is you
kidnapping me for the weekend.
That's what's weird.
Oh, yes, I totally
kidnapped you.
Well, guilt tripping me
is just as bad.
I haven't seen you in months.
No one has.
I'm busy, Mel.
Nobody is that busy, JoJo.
I've had tons of auditions
and appearances to do
and I still make time
for my friends.
Are you going
to tell me where we're going?
Nope!
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Hey! Joey's here!
Katie kat!
Oh no.
Oh yes.
Kangaroo!
No, Mel.
Not today.
It's hard enough.
Joey, it's been
five years.
Yeah, you don't think
I know that?
You never talk about it.
I mean, we all went through
that night together and it's...
- Hi.
- Hey.
We went through
that night together
and it's like you're trying
to recover on your own.
We are all moving on and
I can't let you get left behind.
Okay, okay, I understand
that, all right?
But I don't want to be
around everyone right now.
Take me home, please.
No.
No?
What do you mean no?
Oh, you don't know
what no means?
Oh, no wonder you
were so popular!
Oh come on, that was funny.
All right, look, I have
this all planned out
and I'm not going
to let you ruin it...
So just look at this as being
a minor intervention.
We need you to come back
to the world!
Joey, come back.
We'll show you the way, baby!
We have ice cream!
We have minty, minty ice cream!
I mean, look how
beautiful it is out here.
We can go swimming
in the river out back,
or we can go hiking.
Or we can sleep
all day if you want.
My mom said we can stay
as long as we want.
Oh my God! She did?
Did she say we could
stay up late too?
Oh my God!
Til like eleven!
Come on.
I came all the way up here.
And I got it all ready
and everything.
Come on.
Come on!
All right.
Thank you.
Oh, and I brought pop tarts!
- I said all right.
- Ooh, and hard lemonade.
- I'm gone.
- I'm kidding.
This is so unfair.
You know that, right?
Joey, you need this.
You might not know it now,
but you need this.
You hear me?
What I need is
a glass of wine.
Woo!
Where's the wine,
you assholes?
This way, my darling!
This way!
How many serial killers
are in this place?
One.
Sangria!
No service.
Fucking hell.
How am I supposed
to post pics?
Maybe there's a bulletin
board in town.
We can post your pics
there where no one
will like them either.
Well the first pic
I'm going to take
is that shitty ass macro-biotic
cow puke you drink.
What is this?
It keeps me calm.
You should be
supportive, H-Bomb.
Ooh!
I forgot we used
to call you that.
Well we used to
call you Harry Hara.
- Oh my God!
- Shut up!
How many dudes has that
giant bush scared off?
I don't have time for dudes
because my giant bush
and I are just fine.
- Here, let me help.
- No, no, no.
Go. Relax.
Scoot. Now.
So, can you chop a
little faster there, love?
- Getting thirsty.
- I most certainly can.
Melissa, you look
stunning in these.
Oh my God, I love the
one with the glasses.
Are you pregnant?
All right, you're not
getting any of my Sangria.
Sorry, I broke it.
It was a show.
I was pregnant for fake.
For fake.
It was not realism.
They pulled you
into this too, huh?
Yeah.
Mel and her plans.
Yeah.
Yeah.
So is this the point
where we ask each other
how we're doing and we both
lie and say we're fine?
Yeah, I think so.
- Hi, Katie.
- Hi, Joey.
- Come here.
- I missed you.
Woo!
Okay everybody come over here,
come come come, I have drinks.
- All right!
- Woo, Sangria!
- Sangria!
- Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!!
- Thank you all for coming!
- Of course!
Thank you for having us!
- Okay, let's have a toast!
- Yes, a toast!
To not killing
anyone this time!
Okay.
- Okay, maybe a little too soon?
- Little too soon.
To the six
bad ass bitches.
Also good.
- How about to six friends?
- To six friends.
To six friends.
- Woo!
- Eye contact, gonna have sex.
Like the day of the dead.
Who was the first
person in the room?
What did you see?
Do I need a
lawyer or something?
- Am I in trouble?
- I don't want to go to jail!
Just walk me through
everything that
happened in there.
Oh you guys shut up.
It's my favorite show.
It's not real.
You know that, right?
It's reality TV.
They have writers.
How does that work? Writers!
- Reality!
- Okay, I'm not listening.
It's real people,
acting real stupid.
- Perfect for Mel.
- Oh, come on!
They get to be
real celebrities.
They get to be on TV.
Some on magazines.
Some even get to do movies.
I mean, people care about them.
How cool is that?
I want to do that one, you
know, with the obstacle course.
Where they get hit
and fall in the water?
Yeah. That would be so fun.
You know, those big balls
knocking you over.
You want to get paid to get
knocked over by big balls?
Sure.
So does it have to be big balls
or could it be, like,
a group of smaller balls?
I don't know. Whatever.
How much would you charge
to get hit in the face
with these big balls?
Like, per ball?
I don't know.
Oh my God!
You're gross!
Ow!
Don't laugh.
I mean, do you know how much
those stolen sex tapes make?
God, Stolen?
They're not stolen.
How do you know?
Honey, because you
can't sell a sex tape
without the signed consent
of the people in them.
It's a business!
They say these tapes are stolen
but it's just advertising.
Whatever, okay?
That's a small price
to pay for all of that.
- No way!
- Oh, she did not.
No way. You guys are telling
me you wouldn't get paid
2.1 million dollars
to do a porno?
No.
I'd bend over and
take a horse for that.
Totally.
You see, Joey agrees with me.
Yeah, but if I'm being timed,
I might need to train a bit.
See, I'm not
the only crazy one.
Okay, ladies, off you go.
Go get drunk!
Joey and I have this.
My God, Mel totally
believes you.
Yeah, well, you guys
were ganging up on her.
You know I've basically
been like the father
she never had since
she was five.
God, she loves that stuff.
You know, she's gone on
a few of those shows...
Interviews, talk shows,
that sort of thing.
And some nightclubs even paid
her to just go and hang out.
I mean I got asked
a couple of times but...
You know. After...
Yeah.
I had agents and
managers calling me.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
The wanted to get the
“Rapist Killer Six” on.
My God.
I don't even know
what the point was.
I don't even think
that they knew.
Of course not.
The last thing I want to do
is to hear about what
happened over and over again.
I hear ya, mate.
Now go get drunk.
Oh, touched your boob.
Hey, don't drink my sangria.
Ten bucks says
that's a cat video.
Thank you.
Where's Katie?
She's on the porch.
Oh, you guys, here it is.
Here it is.
All right, you ready?
This experience changed you.
Whether it happened
that night...
- Boom, there it is!
- Or since that night...
- Angry tear.
- Do you have any regrets?
Huh?
What?
Come on, you guys.
Angry tears.
People love this shit.
It's like, was she sad?
Was she mad?
No, she is mad.
You know?
Many are saying
that you are merely the face
of a new generation of women.
But do you see
yourself as a hero?
I think that I'm a hero
in a way that I can inspire
other women to stand up
for themselves.
We're watching this?
- I voted for cat videos.
- It's not funny!
Mel, you promised me.
You said this goddamn weekend
we wouldn't talk about it!
Joey, we're not
talking about it.
This is my reel.
My PR agent
put it together, okay?
- Your PR agent?
- Yes.
What the fuck
is wrong with you?
Oh my God, angry tears, Joey!
Do you know how
difficult that is to do?
- It's like a contrast or, uh...
- Juxtaposition.
Yes. Yes.
It's not something that
just anyone can do.
It's a natural ability.
It's a gift.
- Says who?
- My acting teacher.
Okay.
Mel, you promised me.
Joey!
I said I didn't want to come
but you said this weekend
wouldn't be about it.
- Joe.
- No!
Joey, listen to me.
You can't keep doing this.
We don't see you.
We never hear from you.
It's like...
You were the one
that died that night.
I don't need this.
Do you think any of us
like living with this?
With this looming
over our heads?
We never asked for this.
Yeah, well, you're sitting
around watching videos about it
like it's a...
like it's a fucking
old volleyball tournament.
- What?
- Okay, number one,
that is a terrible analogy,
Joey, and number two...
No! No fucking two, Heather!
I'm out of here.
I didn't want to spend my time
with you guys talking about it.
It? It?
You can't even say what it...
You can't even say what it is.
Do you think you can heal
like that?
Hiding from it?
Acting like
everything is fine?
Well, maybe I should drink
a thousand fucking smoothies
and smoke some weed.
Will that make me feel better?
Nice.
Yeah, well,
I'm sorry.
This shit brings out
the worst in me.
We know.
That's why we're all here.
I can't eat.
I can't sleep.
So how do I get over that?
Do we sit around
eating cookie dough
doing each other's hair while we
watch a Gilmore Girls marathon
and reminisce about the time
we heard a grown man cry
like a little boy as the
life slipped out of him?
Tell me!
- I don't know, okay!
- Yeah, you don't know!
No, I don't know,
but we have to...
We have to do this together.
Why?
Because...
God, women
don't stick together.
What?
In this country, women make up
55% of the population
but maybe two per cent
of the government.
We could take over the world
if we wanted to but we don't,
because we
don't stick together.
We are our own worst enemies.
Men aren't holding us back.
They don't have to because
women turn on each other.
They cut each other down, and
it doesn't have to be that way.
It doesn't.
We could do anything.
Even this, if we just
fucking support each other.
If we just stick together.
Bitch!
Oh my God!
What? It was funny.
I don't need this.
- Joey, come on!
- Joe...
Joey, where are you going?
Home.
I don't want any part
of this bullshit.
You don't have a car.
All right.
I'll call a cab.
- Where's your phone?
- You can't go.
Why not?
Because...
I see him.
What?
What did you say?
I've seen him.
Tyler.
You see him?
Okay, that's not funny.
Look, I'm not
making this up.
Please. Please, believe me.
I have been to doctors.
I have talked to professionals.
I have talked to everyone.
That's why I go on these shows.
I want someone to help me.
I think that
talking about it will help me.
But I still see him and
nobody cares anymore.
If you're messing with me...
I am going to be mad.
I'm not.
I'm not.
I see him.
Late at night I look out
my window and there he is.
And he's just standing there,
in that mask.
I mean...
I turn on a flashlight, I call
for help and then he's gone.
I've seen him, too.
Are you guys
fucking with me?
You are.
Did you tell them?
- You told them.
- No, I didn't.
Okay, if this is a joke,
I am going to beat your asses.
She's seen him too.
We both have.
Always just out on the street.
Late at night.
It's hard to see him
but he's out there.
With that mask.
Guys, listen.
We had a trauma, okay?
A significant one.
Stop trying to
rationalize this!
Fine.
Mel, you're not crazy.
Because I've seen him, too.
But it's to be expected.
Expected?
That we've all seen
the same thing?
A fucking dead rapist!
That's expected for you?
Well, no, but
I'm just saying,
we had a traumatic experience
and there's bound to be
some sort of emotional echo.
I guess I should
feel better knowing
everyone else has seen him?
Not everybody.
Joe?
If you have,
we should know.
I mean, I guess if
it was just a few of us
it could just
be our own issues.
Minds playing tricks
but if it was all of us...
All six.
You have to tell us.
Joey.
Tell me you haven't seen him.
Tell me right now
and I will let it go.
Because I think you have.
Joey!
Have you seen Tyler?
Joe!
No.
My God, you're lying.
This was a mistake.
I'm going to bed.
You can take me home
in the morning.
Happiness.
Sadness.
Anger.
Fear.
Betrayal.
Anxious.
Happiness.
I am in control.
I am in control.
Okay.
Sadness.
You look stupid.
What do you want?
I just, I need a tissue.
I'm all sweaty.
Okay.
Eww, but here.
What was that?
Just Heather.
She's acting stupid.
Good night!
Good night!
Good night! Good night!
Good night! Good night!
Good night!
Sahara!
Yes?
That good night
sounded really forced.
Like you didn't really mean it.
No, I really meant it.
Well, I don't want a
good night that's forced.
It totally defeats the purpose.
Honey, I really,
really, really meant it!
Melissa!
You're the actress now.
Did Sahara really mean it?
Hello?
Melissa!
Well, I prefer
the term thespian.
Okay then, in your
lesbian opinion...
Thespian!
Okay, in your expertise,
did Sahara's good night sound
like she really meant it?
I don't know.
I think that she needs
a stronger moment
before like maybe
some improv or...
Hey, Sahara!
Did you hear that?
Melissa says you need
some improv!
Yes! I heard her.
Oh my God, this is not
helping me fall asleep!
Oh my God!
Good night, bitches!
Why are you always calling
women bitches?
Yeah?
I was going
to say the same thing!
I don't know.
Because it's funny!
It's demeaning!
- To who?
- To bitchy people.
I would never call
you guys bitches
if you were actually bitches.
Like I can't call
Sahara "Cankles"?
- What?
- Exactly.
You bitch!
Hey, now you're using that
term in a demeaning way!
Yeah, I know!
Well, I am totally
offended!
So if you don't mean it,
then you can say it.
You can say it with love
and affection, yes.
Bitches.
Okay, so like, I can call Joey
"Little Miss Sunshine?"
Exactly.
Or, "Happy Pants"?
- What about "Giggles"?
- All of those are good!
I hear you bitches!
Hey! Don't say bitches!
It's demeaning!
Only to bitches!
Sleep!
Oh my God! Go to bed!
Okay! Okay, okay.
Sahara!
Good night!
Good night!
See, that one
I really believed.
Dumb.
Aww...
Good night.
Good night.
Katie.
Katie, come on.
Katie!
Stop it.
It's not funny.
Katie.
Really, it's not funny at all.
I already feel sick.
Honey, what?
I just heard something.
Heard what?
Somebody telling me to run.
Honey, no.
You were just dreaming.
Okay?
It's fine.
It's okay.
What was that?
I don't know.
See, I told you.
I told you someone was
doing this.
Doing what?
I don't know.
It's not funny.
What's going on?
Are you okay?
Yeah. I jumped up too fast.
The room is spinning a bit.
Hey guys, where is everyone?
- Katie is in your room, right?
- Yeah.
Did Mel go look?
I don't know.
I think so.
I was sleeping.
Okay.
Mel!
Mel!
- Why are you whispering?
- Because!
If there is a bad guy here,
I don't think we're
sneaking up on him.
Okay, well I'm open
to suggestions.
Hey, motherfucker!
There are six of us
and one of you, and...
Yeah, maybe the big bad man
might take one of us down
but I shit you not
that at least one of
us is going to rip
a few new holes inside of you!
Nice.
Bitch!
Hey.
God!
It's fine?
Yeah, it was just
the screen door.
I mean the door was bolted
but the wind caught the screen
and slammed it.
Okay.
That's a big ass door.
Hey, are you okay, honey?
I thought I was freaking out.
What do you mean,
freaking out?
It's fine.
Okay.
I'm going to make some tea.
Do you want some?
No thanks.
I'm going back to bed.
All right.
- Good night.
- Good night.
What's wrong?
I don't know.
He's got Katie in there.
- I think she's passed out.
- On acid?
I don't know.
Maybe he roofied her.
I knew that guy was a dick!
Katie!
Oh God. We need help.
We need help!
I can't open it!
- Yeah.
- You guys hurry.
We have to get Katie.
She's locked up in the bedroom!
Tyler has her. Come on!
She likes it.
Come on.
I did this last week.
Shit.
Joey!
Hey. Are you okay?
Yeah.
Good, because
we need you here, honey.
Shit, where's Mel?
Mel!
Mel? Mel?
Where are you?
Oh my God.
- Mel.
- Mel?
- Mel.
- Mel.
Mel? Mel, listen to me, okay.
Mel. We all saw him.
All right?
We're not crazy, okay?
Someone is just
messing with us.
Mel, I need you
to give me the knife, okay?
- Come on.
- It's okay, Mel.
- She's gonna hurt herself.
- Just let it go, honey.
- Come on, Mel.
- It's okay.
Come on.
- It's okay, darling.
- It's okay, darling.
Okay.
- Honey...
- Joey...
I saw him!
- Mel?
- I saw him.
Okay, um... your neighbors.
Do you know them?
Are there any assholes?
Anyone that knows about us,
about what happened?
You think it was neighbors?
I don't know.
So I'm asking.
Mel, think honey, okay.
Did you tell anyone that
we'd be here this weekend?
Anyone at all?
Anyone who might want
to mess with us?
- Darling?
- No!
Okay, and what
about your neighbors?
Do you know them?
We don't have any neighbors
for thirty miles.
Okay, but what about
the house next door, honey?
It's empty.
Katie!
I'm out of here.
Look, I don't know if you guys
are fucking with me
but it's not funny and
I'm not staying here.
Leaving?
Joey was right.
This was a mistake.
I mean, what was
I thinking coming out here
to Camp Rape-my-face?
Ha!
Whatever.
Katie, look,
you can't go out there.
- Why?
- Because!
Because no one would stay
in a dark cabin in the woods
with a psycho in
a mask lurking outside?
I'd rather take
my chances in L.A.
where there's people with guns.
Lots and lots of guns.
Honey...
Katie!
Wait. Honey...
Sorry, Mel.
Fuck your cabin.
No bad guys.
And Tyler... fuck you
and your little baby dick,
you motherfucking coward!
See you later.
- Wow.
- Yeah.
Just... Wow.
Good for her.
I'm going to get my keys.
I call shotgun.
Mel, come on. Get your stuff.
We're out of here.
I'm not gonna die in the
woods like some hillbilly.
I hope you can run seventy
miles per hour, dickface.
What the hell?
Oh no, no, no.
I filled you up.
No, no, no, no,
no, no, no!
Fuck!
Shit.
Shit.
I'm out of here in
two minutes, ladies!
I hope you're all with me!
Shit!
Katie left her phone
and her wallet!
And her necklace
too apparently.
Hurry up! We need
to catch up with her.
- Okay.
- Move your ass!
Please tell me
they're leaving.
Please.
They wouldn't stay there.
They wouldn't stay there
in that house.
Together.
In a group.
Oh shit.
Shit.
They're not coming.
Okay, okay, okay.
Oh God!
Shit. Shit.
Shit. Shit!
Help me! Help me!
Seriously, you're cleaning?
No need to be rude.
All right.
Wait a minute,
screw this.
Mel!
I'll send your mom flowers.
Let's go!
Mel! Let's go!
- He's here!
- Katie!
Katie!
You guys, help!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Oh my God! Oh my God!
Oh my God! Oh my God!
It's okay.
It's okay, honey!
She's dead.
- She's dead.
- Why did she come back?
Why was she out there?
We saw her drive off!
What was she doing?
- I don't know.
- Katie?
Mel, Sweetie, I need
you to wake up, okay?
I need you to stay
with us, all right?
I'm not getting anything.
Mel, where's the landline?
Mel...
It's not working.
Mel, look, I need you
to look at me, okay?
I need you to stick around!
We need you for this!
Just stop, okay.
She needs to snap out of it!
Why, so she can freak out
like the rest of us?!
She's in shock, okay?
We need to get her
to the hospital.
Give her a minute!
Joe?
What about you?
Are you okay?
Can you hear me?
I can hear you.
Are you okay?
No.
We need to figure out
what we're going to do.
We're going to kill him.
Him?
Yes, Sahara, it's him.
You're just going
to assume it's him?
Yeah.
That doesn't
make sense, honey!
Okay, I'm going
to assume that it's him.
I'm going to assume that
some stranger didn't just
come in here and shish-kebab
our friend, okay?
Okay.
I'm going to assume that
it's the same guy
that we stabbed over
a hundred times, okay?
I'm going to assume that
it's the guy that I personally
took a knife and
jammed it up his dickhole.
Is it okay with you if
I make that assumption?
But how can it be him?
How is that possible?
It doesn't matter.
I don't care if he lived,
if he came back or if
it's his twin or a copycat.
Or a sad little man next door
looking for attention.
I don't even care if it's
a demon coming back as him.
He killed Katie.
And now I am killing him.
Again?
Well, that's great,
and I feel all empowered.
I feel really
super woman's libby!
But I would prefer that we carry
on this conversation in a place
that has more than some...
some ugly-ass family photos
to use as weapons!
Good idea.
- Okay.
- Let's go.
No! No!
You saw what he did to Katie!
- Look at her!
- Mel, calm down.
No! Why did she come back?
Why did she come back!
- Shh. Shh. Shh.
- He's out there!
- He'll get us!
- We need to stay calm.
We need to stay
together, Mel.
Katie...
Well, what about Katie?
We can't just
leave her here like this.
We'll come back
with the police.
Mel, you can either
walk out or get carried out.
- It's your call.
- Oh God.
It's clear.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
Okay. Good enough for me.
Guys, come on. Let's go.
Sahara, stay with Mel.
Heather comes with me.
Joe...
You keep being you.
One, two, three.
- Let's take my car.
- No.
- It's more expensive.
- Seriously?
- It's closer.
- Okay, fine.
Do you smell that?
- What?
- Gasoline.
- What?
- Fuck!
Keys!
What?
- What?
- The fucker drained us. No gas!
That's why Katie came back.
She had no fucking gas.
What?!
Oh, no.
Shit.
Something's wrong.
Mel?
Do you see him too?
Yes, I do.
- Sahara!
- Where? Where?
Sahara, where is he?
I don't see him!
I saw him.
I saw him.
Where is he?
He's coming.
He's coming!
In the house!
We have to stay
inside, we can't...
Oh God, shut up!
I'll apologize later.
But seriously, right now,
Mel, shut up.
Okay.
You saw him?
- I didn't see him.
- I did.
It was him?
I don't know whether it was.
It was moving so fast.
My God it was coming for me.
I didn't see him.
Oh no.
Oh God.
First we kill Tyler,
then the cell phone guy.
I swear...
We can't stay.
Oh really?
The back door,
it was open.
It was locked when we left.
He got in?
He was out front!
I don't know, every time
I blinked he was there.
He... He moved so fast.
Mel, you saw him too, right?
- I didn't see him.
- He was there.
That wasn't Tyler.
That was something else.
Look, I don't want
to hear it, all right?
Why? Because you know
what we've done?
We're being punished
for what we did.
- Stop.
- No.
We deserve this
for what we did.
For what we did?
What do you mean?
To him!
I mean we could have
just cut him, hurt him,
scared him off maybe.
You can't start
second-guessing, okay?
It was a bad night.
We were tripping.
Oh God.
I know what I did.
You guys can fight this
if you want.
There's a rifle upstairs.
But I'm not helping.
I know what I did.
I know that I deserve this.
I'm going upstairs
to wait for it.
No, no.
We stay together.
He could be out there.
No, I'm done.
She's lost it.
Mel, where's the gun?
Upstairs in my room.
Let's go.
Let's blow this
fucker's nuts off.
We've got to get out of here.
Okay. Then what?
We can... We can go break
into the neighbors
and then use their phone
to call the cops.
Good plan.
I'm going
to get some water first.
- I'm friggin' thirsty.
- Okay.
We go together, okay?
Nothing stupid.
No one goes alone.
We can't take Mel.
Maybe we can?
We'd have to carry her.
We cannot leave her.
- I'll stay.
- No.
I feel really nauseous.
I suddenly feel sick.
I feel really dizzy.
I'll be fine.
Okay.
Here, you take the knife.
- Okay.
- All right?
Now I want you to watch
from Sahara's room
and let us know if
you see him, okay?
Okay.
- Okay. I promise.
- Okay.
Mel, sweetheart.
I'll be right down
the hall okay.
Just... Just yell.
Okay?
I'll be right there.
Oh God.
I just feel so dizzy.
Mel?
Mel, did you hear Heather?
She's going to be right
down the hall.
And we'll be right back.
Okay?
Lock the door behind us.
Lock the door behind us. Okay?
- Ready?
- Okay.
Careful, careful.
Shh, shh.
Mel, lock the door.
I've got mine.
What?
What's that going to do?
It's metal.
Fine.
- It's iron!
- Okay, fine!
It's heavy. Feel it.
Let's go.
Now you got me
all worked up.
Good! Flip your bitch
switch and let's go!
Now we can say bitch
and it's okay?
Yeah. Okay.
- God!
- Sahara, are you okay?
Yes.
I saw you
rubbing your hands.
- So?
- Are they numb or something?
Can we talk about this later?
Hasn't that happened before?
Shut up! Shh!
Oh my God.
What? What is it?
He's there. He's there.
Bec! Bec! Bec!
What's wrong?
Are you okay?
Shit.
We've been drugged.
Bec, get over here!
Becca, help me! Get over here!
Bec!
Sahara, try to undo the knot!
Try to undo the knot!
Listen. Bec?
Becca, listen to me.
Go get Heather and
go get the knife.
Go get the knife from Heather!
Wait, Bec!
Bec, give me the gun!
I got you! I got you!
I'm not going to let you go!
I'm not going to let you go!
Hang on. I got you!
Okay? Hang on.
Fuck!
Mel?
Mel, we got to go.
Something is really wrong.
Mel, get up!
I'm so tired.
Mel...
Mel, get up.
We gotta go!
Come on, get up!
Come on, sweetie!
I can't leave you here!
What is wrong with you?
Sleeping pills.
I will never forgive you
for this as long as I live!
- Oh!
- What the shit!
- Where are they?
- I almost just killed you!
I don't think so!
Sahara's hurt.
I need the knife.
What? I left it upstairs!
Go get the knife!
Oh!
Where's the fucking knife?
Oh, shit, Oh my God.
I'm so stupid.
Oh, fuck.
Mel...
Oh...
Jesus.
Jesus fucking Christ,
don't let her scream.
Don't wake up.
Where's a fucking hammer?
God dammit.
Oh, no.
Oh, stop moving, Sahara.
Sahara, stop moving
if you can please!
Quit moving, Sahara,
it's hard for me to hold you up!
Ah!
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit!
Quit moving, Sahara!
Stay still!
Fuck you.
Oh God!
Oh God!
Sahara! Grab the rope
with both hands.
Grab the rope with
both hands and hold tight!
Both hands!
Here we go. Ready?
Oh God. Oh God.
Heather, he doesn't
know you're here.
He doesn't know you're here.
Just sit still and be quiet.
We need to get this off us!
The gas!
Shh!
Come on. Come on.
The river, the river.
The river.
Mel said it's out back.
Come on!
Help me up!
Wait! Wait!
Which way?
Which way is it?
Oh God, which way?
Fuck it.
Jo! He's coming!
Joey, he's coming!
He's going to burn us alive.
Run, Joey! Run!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Jump!
- Help!
- Help!
Oh, God!
Ow! My ankle!
Where the fuck is the water?
I think I broke my leg.
Joey!
Joey, help me!
Help me!
Help me!
Bec!
Bec!
Bec, wait!
Bec!
Where are you going?
Bec!
Round two, bitch!
Let's try this again, bitch!
Heather! Heather, get Mel!
We've gotta
get out of here!
Oh my God!
Oh, Heather!
Come on. Grab onto me!
Come on, I got ya.
Mel, wake up!
Mel...
Mel!
She always ruins everything.
Everything!
I mean my reveal was
supposed to be so good!
Melissa...
Jo, I'm pissed.
I mean, I had this
all planned out.
I was going to be like,
"Oh, we did it!"
and you were going to
be like "Oh my God!"
And we were going to have this
whole best friend bonding shit!
Melissa...
You know what, I'm over it.
It's fine.
I guess I'm just pissed
because I wanted to do
the whole trio thing.
You really need three.
You've got to have
two hot ones, and an ugly one.
She was going to be our
snaggle-tooth.
I don't understand.
Okay, like, you're the hot
and brooding one,
I'm the hot and fun one
and she was going to be
the gross one that
made us look better.
She's not gross.
Well, she is now.
I mean don't get me wrong,
she was going to go anyway
but I was thinking more of
a Season One cliffhanger.
But this... This is
really kind of a waste.
You did all this.
You did all of this... to us.
You... You drugged the drinks
so that we would see
Tyler and freak out.
Wow.
Amazing, Joey.
Now, okay, I know you totally
have a ton of questions.
No.
No questions? None?
Weird.
Because it doesn't matter.
That's right.
It doesn't matter.
It's all about the destination,
not the journey.
It doesn't matter what
you have to do to get there.
Joey...
I knew that you were
just like me.
I knew that when we were
talking about reality TV
and the sex tapes and
you said that you'd do
a porn for money...
I knew right then and there
I had made the right choice.
I knew that you understand
how this industry works
and that you were thinking
the same way I was.
No. Never.
You said that you would do
a porn for money.
Would do anything, like
even a horse or something.
I was kidding, Mel.
Why would you do that?
That is fucked up.
This?
Don't worry, Joey.
This is totally a Heather thing.
I'm not going to
use this on you.
Katie got knives in the back.
Sahara got torched.
Becca... Becca was
a little different.
That bitch hit me on
the head with a whiskey bottle
but, you know what?
I improvised.
Improv classes always teach you
"yes and" so I went with it.
Yes, I really did
think of everything.
I always think of everything.
Okay, that I didn't think of.
Shit, that was hot.
You know what?
We should do that again
for the camera.
Hold on.
I have my phone here.
I'm leaving
and I'm calling the cops.
I really don't want
to kill you, Mel.
I know you don't, Joey.
I really did think of
everything, didn't I, Joey?
If you started being
all whiny, sad Jo
I thought, "Oh that's perfect.
She just OD's on painkillers."
I mean, it makes perfect sense.
After that night you just
couldn't get past it.
You just couldn't move on.
So you turned to drugs
to numb the pain.
Mmmmmm.
That makes for such
a good story.
Easy to believe with how
you withdrew from us...
And how you stayed out
of the lime light.
God, that's such a good story,
how you had something to hide.
And then you just snapped.
Oh my God!
Katie!
Somebody help us!
Get off her!
Oh my God!
Yes, I'll be here.
Oh, please, help me!
Please, you've got to help me.
She's lost her mind.
She killed everyone.
Yes, I'll be here!
Oh, thank you!
Thank you.
Oh God, it's horrible.
My friends, everyone's gone!
I'm making this tape just
in case I don't survive
so that everyone can know
what really happened.
And everyone can know me.
The real me.
Joey... she killed everyone!
She thought she killed me.
She's never been the same
since the night
we fought off the rapist.
How many people does
this have to happen to?
What is it about me
that makes this just so... so...
Fuck.
She's never been the same
since the night
we fought off the rapist.
How many people does
this have to happen to?
What is it about me
that makes it so...
Oh...
You didn't use enough.
Joey.
That shit you
injected me with...
You get a tolerance to it.
Wait a second.
You're an addict?
That's perfect, because I just
made that up for the show.
Yeah, you stop seeing
your friends, your family.
But it takes the pain away.
That's the important part.
Joey, listen to me.
This can be
just like it was before.
God, I wanted
to forget so bad.
And I tried.
I tried, Mel.
I tried three times.
I tried three
times to overdose.
I didn't use enough.
Neither did you.
Joey, remember?
Remember before?
We had everybody
wanting to interview us!
Everyone wanted to talk to us!
We had all this attention
and that was just for one guy.
Imagine what
we would get for all of this.
Oh my God, we would have our
own show in seconds!
Seconds flat, Joey!
I changed my mind.
I do want to kill you.
Well, it's not loaded.
No shit.
God, really, Joey?
Really?
Do you really think you
have a chance against me?
Do you really
think you can take me?
I've killed
five people already.
Five!
I don't give a fuck
if I live, you psychotic cunt.
No!
You stupid bitch!
You fucked up my eye!
How dare you!
You fucked up my eye!
Now I'm never going
to get a show!
Listen to me!
I want you to fucking know...
Listen to me!
What?
What did you want to say?
What, Mel?
I really want to hear it.
You were right.
I needed this.
You... You survived
last year's awful tragedy...
And now you've written
a book: "The Sixth Friend".
In it you mention that you
even managed to learn something
from that...
that terrible tragedy.
What Melissa did...
Her desperation...
her selfishness...
I can never forgive.
But it gave me something:
A reason to live.
I'm just happy that
I have a chance
to share my story
of hope with others.
Josephine Taylor, thank you.
And be sure to watch her
long road to recovery
as she navigates
the dating world
in her new show
starting Thursday nights
at 8pm, this week.
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- You're getting it everywhere!
- Okay!
- Party!
I went to school for this.
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
That one is yours.
No, no, no!
She's fine!
- Hey, it's party time.
- Pushy!
Hey, cheers!
Here is to the end
of a horrible deep, dark
shithole!
What the hell is that?
Now, more boob!
You pervert!
Hey, could I have
some of that?
So we're doing this?
Becca, no.
No acid.
Hey, give me that.
- Bossy.
- No acid. Not tonight.
Katie isn't going to go for it.
This is our last night
to be young and stupid.
So go bang a girl.
What do you think
I'm trying to do?
And drug dealers deliver.
Hey, what's up?
How's it going?
- Good to see you.
- Good to see you.
- All right.
- Ladies, I've got some goodies.
Tyler, hey.
Let's do it!
Hey-oh!
- I'm ready.
- It tastes funny.
You're not supposed
to taste it.
Okay, I'm ready!
You try it.
Grab yours.
Blah, blah, blah, blah.
Fine. I'll do it.
But we have to get rid of the
veiny sausage-fest over here.
This is a girlfriend thing.
Yeah, because I love hanging
out with rude bitches.
Did I say something to make
you think I care?
Don't be rude, Heather.
Sit down.
There.
Are you sure you want
to try this?
I don't know.
You don't have to do it,
Katie.
She's ready.
She wants to.
No, I want to.
She wants to.
There you go.
Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
Woohoo!
Pizza's here!
Pizza delivery.
Happy trippin'!
Okay, she's locked it.
Katie.
Katie! Katie!
Somebody help us!
God, don't do that.
Nice nap?
Where are we?
About five miles
outside of crazy town.
Population one.
I'm fine.
You were dreaming about
The Bachelor, right?
Did you get the rose?
You know I hate that show.
Oh, come on.
You don't have that dream?
Weird.
No, what's weird is you
kidnapping me for the weekend.
That's what's weird.
Oh, yes, I totally
kidnapped you.
Well, guilt tripping me
is just as bad.
I haven't seen you in months.
No one has.
I'm busy, Mel.
Nobody is that busy, JoJo.
I've had tons of auditions
and appearances to do
and I still make time
for my friends.
Are you going
to tell me where we're going?
Nope!
Subtitles by explosiveskull
Hey! Joey's here!
Katie kat!
Oh no.
Oh yes.
Kangaroo!
No, Mel.
Not today.
It's hard enough.
Joey, it's been
five years.
Yeah, you don't think
I know that?
You never talk about it.
I mean, we all went through
that night together and it's...
- Hi.
- Hey.
We went through
that night together
and it's like you're trying
to recover on your own.
We are all moving on and
I can't let you get left behind.
Okay, okay, I understand
that, all right?
But I don't want to be
around everyone right now.
Take me home, please.
No.
No?
What do you mean no?
Oh, you don't know
what no means?
Oh, no wonder you
were so popular!
Oh come on, that was funny.
All right, look, I have
this all planned out
and I'm not going
to let you ruin it...
So just look at this as being
a minor intervention.
We need you to come back
to the world!
Joey, come back.
We'll show you the way, baby!
We have ice cream!
We have minty, minty ice cream!
I mean, look how
beautiful it is out here.
We can go swimming
in the river out back,
or we can go hiking.
Or we can sleep
all day if you want.
My mom said we can stay
as long as we want.
Oh my God! She did?
Did she say we could
stay up late too?
Oh my God!
Til like eleven!
Come on.
I came all the way up here.
And I got it all ready
and everything.
Come on.
Come on!
All right.
Thank you.
Oh, and I brought pop tarts!
- I said all right.
- Ooh, and hard lemonade.
- I'm gone.
- I'm kidding.
This is so unfair.
You know that, right?
Joey, you need this.
You might not know it now,
but you need this.
You hear me?
What I need is
a glass of wine.
Woo!
Where's the wine,
you assholes?
This way, my darling!
This way!
How many serial killers
are in this place?
One.
Sangria!
No service.
Fucking hell.
How am I supposed
to post pics?
Maybe there's a bulletin
board in town.
We can post your pics
there where no one
will like them either.
Well the first pic
I'm going to take
is that shitty ass macro-biotic
cow puke you drink.
What is this?
It keeps me calm.
You should be
supportive, H-Bomb.
Ooh!
I forgot we used
to call you that.
Well we used to
call you Harry Hara.
- Oh my God!
- Shut up!
How many dudes has that
giant bush scared off?
I don't have time for dudes
because my giant bush
and I are just fine.
- Here, let me help.
- No, no, no.
Go. Relax.
Scoot. Now.
So, can you chop a
little faster there, love?
- Getting thirsty.
- I most certainly can.
Melissa, you look
stunning in these.
Oh my God, I love the
one with the glasses.
Are you pregnant?
All right, you're not
getting any of my Sangria.
Sorry, I broke it.
It was a show.
I was pregnant for fake.
For fake.
It was not realism.
They pulled you
into this too, huh?
Yeah.
Mel and her plans.
Yeah.
Yeah.
So is this the point
where we ask each other
how we're doing and we both
lie and say we're fine?
Yeah, I think so.
- Hi, Katie.
- Hi, Joey.
- Come here.
- I missed you.
Woo!
Okay everybody come over here,
come come come, I have drinks.
- All right!
- Woo, Sangria!
- Sangria!
- Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme!!
- Thank you all for coming!
- Of course!
Thank you for having us!
- Okay, let's have a toast!
- Yes, a toast!
To not killing
anyone this time!
Okay.
- Okay, maybe a little too soon?
- Little too soon.
To the six
bad ass bitches.
Also good.
- How about to six friends?
- To six friends.
To six friends.
- Woo!
- Eye contact, gonna have sex.
Like the day of the dead.
Who was the first
person in the room?
What did you see?
Do I need a
lawyer or something?
- Am I in trouble?
- I don't want to go to jail!
Just walk me through
everything that
happened in there.
Oh you guys shut up.
It's my favorite show.
It's not real.
You know that, right?
It's reality TV.
They have writers.
How does that work? Writers!
- Reality!
- Okay, I'm not listening.
It's real people,
acting real stupid.
- Perfect for Mel.
- Oh, come on!
They get to be
real celebrities.
They get to be on TV.
Some on magazines.
Some even get to do movies.
I mean, people care about them.
How cool is that?
I want to do that one, you
know, with the obstacle course.
Where they get hit
and fall in the water?
Yeah. That would be so fun.
You know, those big balls
knocking you over.
You want to get paid to get
knocked over by big balls?
Sure.
So does it have to be big balls
or could it be, like,
a group of smaller balls?
I don't know. Whatever.
How much would you charge
to get hit in the face
with these big balls?
Like, per ball?
I don't know.
Oh my God!
You're gross!
Ow!
Don't laugh.
I mean, do you know how much
those stolen sex tapes make?
God, Stolen?
They're not stolen.
How do you know?
Honey, because you
can't sell a sex tape
without the signed consent
of the people in them.
It's a business!
They say these tapes are stolen
but it's just advertising.
Whatever, okay?
That's a small price
to pay for all of that.
- No way!
- Oh, she did not.
No way. You guys are telling
me you wouldn't get paid
2.1 million dollars
to do a porno?
No.
I'd bend over and
take a horse for that.
Totally.
You see, Joey agrees with me.
Yeah, but if I'm being timed,
I might need to train a bit.
See, I'm not
the only crazy one.
Okay, ladies, off you go.
Go get drunk!
Joey and I have this.
My God, Mel totally
believes you.
Yeah, well, you guys
were ganging up on her.
You know I've basically
been like the father
she never had since
she was five.
God, she loves that stuff.
You know, she's gone on
a few of those shows...
Interviews, talk shows,
that sort of thing.
And some nightclubs even paid
her to just go and hang out.
I mean I got asked
a couple of times but...
You know. After...
Yeah.
I had agents and
managers calling me.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
The wanted to get the
“Rapist Killer Six” on.
My God.
I don't even know
what the point was.
I don't even think
that they knew.
Of course not.
The last thing I want to do
is to hear about what
happened over and over again.
I hear ya, mate.
Now go get drunk.
Oh, touched your boob.
Hey, don't drink my sangria.
Ten bucks says
that's a cat video.
Thank you.
Where's Katie?
She's on the porch.
Oh, you guys, here it is.
Here it is.
All right, you ready?
This experience changed you.
Whether it happened
that night...
- Boom, there it is!
- Or since that night...
- Angry tear.
- Do you have any regrets?
Huh?
What?
Come on, you guys.
Angry tears.
People love this shit.
It's like, was she sad?
Was she mad?
No, she is mad.
You know?
Many are saying
that you are merely the face
of a new generation of women.
But do you see
yourself as a hero?
I think that I'm a hero
in a way that I can inspire
other women to stand up
for themselves.
We're watching this?
- I voted for cat videos.
- It's not funny!
Mel, you promised me.
You said this goddamn weekend
we wouldn't talk about it!
Joey, we're not
talking about it.
This is my reel.
My PR agent
put it together, okay?
- Your PR agent?
- Yes.
What the fuck
is wrong with you?
Oh my God, angry tears, Joey!
Do you know how
difficult that is to do?
- It's like a contrast or, uh...
- Juxtaposition.
Yes. Yes.
It's not something that
just anyone can do.
It's a natural ability.
It's a gift.
- Says who?
- My acting teacher.
Okay.
Mel, you promised me.
Joey!
I said I didn't want to come
but you said this weekend
wouldn't be about it.
- Joe.
- No!
Joey, listen to me.
You can't keep doing this.
We don't see you.
We never hear from you.
It's like...
You were the one
that died that night.
I don't need this.
Do you think any of us
like living with this?
With this looming
over our heads?
We never asked for this.
Yeah, well, you're sitting
around watching videos about it
like it's a...
like it's a fucking
old volleyball tournament.
- What?
- Okay, number one,
that is a terrible analogy,
Joey, and number two...
No! No fucking two, Heather!
I'm out of here.
I didn't want to spend my time
with you guys talking about it.
It? It?
You can't even say what it...
You can't even say what it is.
Do you think you can heal
like that?
Hiding from it?
Acting like
everything is fine?
Well, maybe I should drink
a thousand fucking smoothies
and smoke some weed.
Will that make me feel better?
Nice.
Yeah, well,
I'm sorry.
This shit brings out
the worst in me.
We know.
That's why we're all here.
I can't eat.
I can't sleep.
So how do I get over that?
Do we sit around
eating cookie dough
doing each other's hair while we
watch a Gilmore Girls marathon
and reminisce about the time
we heard a grown man cry
like a little boy as the
life slipped out of him?
Tell me!
- I don't know, okay!
- Yeah, you don't know!
No, I don't know,
but we have to...
We have to do this together.
Why?
Because...
God, women
don't stick together.
What?
In this country, women make up
55% of the population
but maybe two per cent
of the government.
We could take over the world
if we wanted to but we don't,
because we
don't stick together.
We are our own worst enemies.
Men aren't holding us back.
They don't have to because
women turn on each other.
They cut each other down, and
it doesn't have to be that way.
It doesn't.
We could do anything.
Even this, if we just
fucking support each other.
If we just stick together.
Bitch!
Oh my God!
What? It was funny.
I don't need this.
- Joey, come on!
- Joe...
Joey, where are you going?
Home.
I don't want any part
of this bullshit.
You don't have a car.
All right.
I'll call a cab.
- Where's your phone?
- You can't go.
Why not?
Because...
I see him.
What?
What did you say?
I've seen him.
Tyler.
You see him?
Okay, that's not funny.
Look, I'm not
making this up.
Please. Please, believe me.
I have been to doctors.
I have talked to professionals.
I have talked to everyone.
That's why I go on these shows.
I want someone to help me.
I think that
talking about it will help me.
But I still see him and
nobody cares anymore.
If you're messing with me...
I am going to be mad.
I'm not.
I'm not.
I see him.
Late at night I look out
my window and there he is.
And he's just standing there,
in that mask.
I mean...
I turn on a flashlight, I call
for help and then he's gone.
I've seen him, too.
Are you guys
fucking with me?
You are.
Did you tell them?
- You told them.
- No, I didn't.
Okay, if this is a joke,
I am going to beat your asses.
She's seen him too.
We both have.
Always just out on the street.
Late at night.
It's hard to see him
but he's out there.
With that mask.
Guys, listen.
We had a trauma, okay?
A significant one.
Stop trying to
rationalize this!
Fine.
Mel, you're not crazy.
Because I've seen him, too.
But it's to be expected.
Expected?
That we've all seen
the same thing?
A fucking dead rapist!
That's expected for you?
Well, no, but
I'm just saying,
we had a traumatic experience
and there's bound to be
some sort of emotional echo.
I guess I should
feel better knowing
everyone else has seen him?
Not everybody.
Joe?
If you have,
we should know.
I mean, I guess if
it was just a few of us
it could just
be our own issues.
Minds playing tricks
but if it was all of us...
All six.
You have to tell us.
Joey.
Tell me you haven't seen him.
Tell me right now
and I will let it go.
Because I think you have.
Joey!
Have you seen Tyler?
Joe!
No.
My God, you're lying.
This was a mistake.
I'm going to bed.
You can take me home
in the morning.
Happiness.
Sadness.
Anger.
Fear.
Betrayal.
Anxious.
Happiness.
I am in control.
I am in control.
Okay.
Sadness.
You look stupid.
What do you want?
I just, I need a tissue.
I'm all sweaty.
Okay.
Eww, but here.
What was that?
Just Heather.
She's acting stupid.
Good night!
Good night!
Good night! Good night!
Good night! Good night!
Good night!
Sahara!
Yes?
That good night
sounded really forced.
Like you didn't really mean it.
No, I really meant it.
Well, I don't want a
good night that's forced.
It totally defeats the purpose.
Honey, I really,
really, really meant it!
Melissa!
You're the actress now.
Did Sahara really mean it?
Hello?
Melissa!
Well, I prefer
the term thespian.
Okay then, in your
lesbian opinion...
Thespian!
Okay, in your expertise,
did Sahara's good night sound
like she really meant it?
I don't know.
I think that she needs
a stronger moment
before like maybe
some improv or...
Hey, Sahara!
Did you hear that?
Melissa says you need
some improv!
Yes! I heard her.
Oh my God, this is not
helping me fall asleep!
Oh my God!
Good night, bitches!
Why are you always calling
women bitches?
Yeah?
I was going
to say the same thing!
I don't know.
Because it's funny!
It's demeaning!
- To who?
- To bitchy people.
I would never call
you guys bitches
if you were actually bitches.
Like I can't call
Sahara "Cankles"?
- What?
- Exactly.
You bitch!
Hey, now you're using that
term in a demeaning way!
Yeah, I know!
Well, I am totally
offended!
So if you don't mean it,
then you can say it.
You can say it with love
and affection, yes.
Bitches.
Okay, so like, I can call Joey
"Little Miss Sunshine?"
Exactly.
Or, "Happy Pants"?
- What about "Giggles"?
- All of those are good!
I hear you bitches!
Hey! Don't say bitches!
It's demeaning!
Only to bitches!
Sleep!
Oh my God! Go to bed!
Okay! Okay, okay.
Sahara!
Good night!
Good night!
See, that one
I really believed.
Dumb.
Aww...
Good night.
Good night.
Katie.
Katie, come on.
Katie!
Stop it.
It's not funny.
Katie.
Really, it's not funny at all.
I already feel sick.
Honey, what?
I just heard something.
Heard what?
Somebody telling me to run.
Honey, no.
You were just dreaming.
Okay?
It's fine.
It's okay.
What was that?
I don't know.
See, I told you.
I told you someone was
doing this.
Doing what?
I don't know.
It's not funny.
What's going on?
Are you okay?
Yeah. I jumped up too fast.
The room is spinning a bit.
Hey guys, where is everyone?
- Katie is in your room, right?
- Yeah.
Did Mel go look?
I don't know.
I think so.
I was sleeping.
Okay.
Mel!
Mel!
- Why are you whispering?
- Because!
If there is a bad guy here,
I don't think we're
sneaking up on him.
Okay, well I'm open
to suggestions.
Hey, motherfucker!
There are six of us
and one of you, and...
Yeah, maybe the big bad man
might take one of us down
but I shit you not
that at least one of
us is going to rip
a few new holes inside of you!
Nice.
Bitch!
Hey.
God!
It's fine?
Yeah, it was just
the screen door.
I mean the door was bolted
but the wind caught the screen
and slammed it.
Okay.
That's a big ass door.
Hey, are you okay, honey?
I thought I was freaking out.
What do you mean,
freaking out?
It's fine.
Okay.
I'm going to make some tea.
Do you want some?
No thanks.
I'm going back to bed.
All right.
- Good night.
- Good night.
What's wrong?
I don't know.
He's got Katie in there.
- I think she's passed out.
- On acid?
I don't know.
Maybe he roofied her.
I knew that guy was a dick!
Katie!
Oh God. We need help.
We need help!
I can't open it!
- Yeah.
- You guys hurry.
We have to get Katie.
She's locked up in the bedroom!
Tyler has her. Come on!
She likes it.
Come on.
I did this last week.
Shit.
Joey!
Hey. Are you okay?
Yeah.
Good, because
we need you here, honey.
Shit, where's Mel?
Mel!
Mel? Mel?
Where are you?
Oh my God.
- Mel.
- Mel?
- Mel.
- Mel.
Mel? Mel, listen to me, okay.
Mel. We all saw him.
All right?
We're not crazy, okay?
Someone is just
messing with us.
Mel, I need you
to give me the knife, okay?
- Come on.
- It's okay, Mel.
- She's gonna hurt herself.
- Just let it go, honey.
- Come on, Mel.
- It's okay.
Come on.
- It's okay, darling.
- It's okay, darling.
Okay.
- Honey...
- Joey...
I saw him!
- Mel?
- I saw him.
Okay, um... your neighbors.
Do you know them?
Are there any assholes?
Anyone that knows about us,
about what happened?
You think it was neighbors?
I don't know.
So I'm asking.
Mel, think honey, okay.
Did you tell anyone that
we'd be here this weekend?
Anyone at all?
Anyone who might want
to mess with us?
- Darling?
- No!
Okay, and what
about your neighbors?
Do you know them?
We don't have any neighbors
for thirty miles.
Okay, but what about
the house next door, honey?
It's empty.
Katie!
I'm out of here.
Look, I don't know if you guys
are fucking with me
but it's not funny and
I'm not staying here.
Leaving?
Joey was right.
This was a mistake.
I mean, what was
I thinking coming out here
to Camp Rape-my-face?
Ha!
Whatever.
Katie, look,
you can't go out there.
- Why?
- Because!
Because no one would stay
in a dark cabin in the woods
with a psycho in
a mask lurking outside?
I'd rather take
my chances in L.A.
where there's people with guns.
Lots and lots of guns.
Honey...
Katie!
Wait. Honey...
Sorry, Mel.
Fuck your cabin.
No bad guys.
And Tyler... fuck you
and your little baby dick,
you motherfucking coward!
See you later.
- Wow.
- Yeah.
Just... Wow.
Good for her.
I'm going to get my keys.
I call shotgun.
Mel, come on. Get your stuff.
We're out of here.
I'm not gonna die in the
woods like some hillbilly.
I hope you can run seventy
miles per hour, dickface.
What the hell?
Oh no, no, no.
I filled you up.
No, no, no, no,
no, no, no!
Fuck!
Shit.
Shit.
I'm out of here in
two minutes, ladies!
I hope you're all with me!
Shit!
Katie left her phone
and her wallet!
And her necklace
too apparently.
Hurry up! We need
to catch up with her.
- Okay.
- Move your ass!
Please tell me
they're leaving.
Please.
They wouldn't stay there.
They wouldn't stay there
in that house.
Together.
In a group.
Oh shit.
Shit.
They're not coming.
Okay, okay, okay.
Oh God!
Shit. Shit.
Shit. Shit!
Help me! Help me!
Seriously, you're cleaning?
No need to be rude.
All right.
Wait a minute,
screw this.
Mel!
I'll send your mom flowers.
Let's go!
Mel! Let's go!
- He's here!
- Katie!
Katie!
You guys, help!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Oh my God! Oh my God!
Oh my God! Oh my God!
It's okay.
It's okay, honey!
She's dead.
- She's dead.
- Why did she come back?
Why was she out there?
We saw her drive off!
What was she doing?
- I don't know.
- Katie?
Mel, Sweetie, I need
you to wake up, okay?
I need you to stay
with us, all right?
I'm not getting anything.
Mel, where's the landline?
Mel...
It's not working.
Mel, look, I need you
to look at me, okay?
I need you to stick around!
We need you for this!
Just stop, okay.
She needs to snap out of it!
Why, so she can freak out
like the rest of us?!
She's in shock, okay?
We need to get her
to the hospital.
Give her a minute!
Joe?
What about you?
Are you okay?
Can you hear me?
I can hear you.
Are you okay?
No.
We need to figure out
what we're going to do.
We're going to kill him.
Him?
Yes, Sahara, it's him.
You're just going
to assume it's him?
Yeah.
That doesn't
make sense, honey!
Okay, I'm going
to assume that it's him.
I'm going to assume that
some stranger didn't just
come in here and shish-kebab
our friend, okay?
Okay.
I'm going to assume that
it's the same guy
that we stabbed over
a hundred times, okay?
I'm going to assume that
it's the guy that I personally
took a knife and
jammed it up his dickhole.
Is it okay with you if
I make that assumption?
But how can it be him?
How is that possible?
It doesn't matter.
I don't care if he lived,
if he came back or if
it's his twin or a copycat.
Or a sad little man next door
looking for attention.
I don't even care if it's
a demon coming back as him.
He killed Katie.
And now I am killing him.
Again?
Well, that's great,
and I feel all empowered.
I feel really
super woman's libby!
But I would prefer that we carry
on this conversation in a place
that has more than some...
some ugly-ass family photos
to use as weapons!
Good idea.
- Okay.
- Let's go.
No! No!
You saw what he did to Katie!
- Look at her!
- Mel, calm down.
No! Why did she come back?
Why did she come back!
- Shh. Shh. Shh.
- He's out there!
- He'll get us!
- We need to stay calm.
We need to stay
together, Mel.
Katie...
Well, what about Katie?
We can't just
leave her here like this.
We'll come back
with the police.
Mel, you can either
walk out or get carried out.
- It's your call.
- Oh God.
It's clear.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
Okay. Good enough for me.
Guys, come on. Let's go.
Sahara, stay with Mel.
Heather comes with me.
Joe...
You keep being you.
One, two, three.
- Let's take my car.
- No.
- It's more expensive.
- Seriously?
- It's closer.
- Okay, fine.
Do you smell that?
- What?
- Gasoline.
- What?
- Fuck!
Keys!
What?
- What?
- The fucker drained us. No gas!
That's why Katie came back.
She had no fucking gas.
What?!
Oh, no.
Shit.
Something's wrong.
Mel?
Do you see him too?
Yes, I do.
- Sahara!
- Where? Where?
Sahara, where is he?
I don't see him!
I saw him.
I saw him.
Where is he?
He's coming.
He's coming!
In the house!
We have to stay
inside, we can't...
Oh God, shut up!
I'll apologize later.
But seriously, right now,
Mel, shut up.
Okay.
You saw him?
- I didn't see him.
- I did.
It was him?
I don't know whether it was.
It was moving so fast.
My God it was coming for me.
I didn't see him.
Oh no.
Oh God.
First we kill Tyler,
then the cell phone guy.
I swear...
We can't stay.
Oh really?
The back door,
it was open.
It was locked when we left.
He got in?
He was out front!
I don't know, every time
I blinked he was there.
He... He moved so fast.
Mel, you saw him too, right?
- I didn't see him.
- He was there.
That wasn't Tyler.
That was something else.
Look, I don't want
to hear it, all right?
Why? Because you know
what we've done?
We're being punished
for what we did.
- Stop.
- No.
We deserve this
for what we did.
For what we did?
What do you mean?
To him!
I mean we could have
just cut him, hurt him,
scared him off maybe.
You can't start
second-guessing, okay?
It was a bad night.
We were tripping.
Oh God.
I know what I did.
You guys can fight this
if you want.
There's a rifle upstairs.
But I'm not helping.
I know what I did.
I know that I deserve this.
I'm going upstairs
to wait for it.
No, no.
We stay together.
He could be out there.
No, I'm done.
She's lost it.
Mel, where's the gun?
Upstairs in my room.
Let's go.
Let's blow this
fucker's nuts off.
We've got to get out of here.
Okay. Then what?
We can... We can go break
into the neighbors
and then use their phone
to call the cops.
Good plan.
I'm going
to get some water first.
- I'm friggin' thirsty.
- Okay.
We go together, okay?
Nothing stupid.
No one goes alone.
We can't take Mel.
Maybe we can?
We'd have to carry her.
We cannot leave her.
- I'll stay.
- No.
I feel really nauseous.
I suddenly feel sick.
I feel really dizzy.
I'll be fine.
Okay.
Here, you take the knife.
- Okay.
- All right?
Now I want you to watch
from Sahara's room
and let us know if
you see him, okay?
Okay.
- Okay. I promise.
- Okay.
Mel, sweetheart.
I'll be right down
the hall okay.
Just... Just yell.
Okay?
I'll be right there.
Oh God.
I just feel so dizzy.
Mel?
Mel, did you hear Heather?
She's going to be right
down the hall.
And we'll be right back.
Okay?
Lock the door behind us.
Lock the door behind us. Okay?
- Ready?
- Okay.
Careful, careful.
Shh, shh.
Mel, lock the door.
I've got mine.
What?
What's that going to do?
It's metal.
Fine.
- It's iron!
- Okay, fine!
It's heavy. Feel it.
Let's go.
Now you got me
all worked up.
Good! Flip your bitch
switch and let's go!
Now we can say bitch
and it's okay?
Yeah. Okay.
- God!
- Sahara, are you okay?
Yes.
I saw you
rubbing your hands.
- So?
- Are they numb or something?
Can we talk about this later?
Hasn't that happened before?
Shut up! Shh!
Oh my God.
What? What is it?
He's there. He's there.
Bec! Bec! Bec!
What's wrong?
Are you okay?
Shit.
We've been drugged.
Bec, get over here!
Becca, help me! Get over here!
Bec!
Sahara, try to undo the knot!
Try to undo the knot!
Listen. Bec?
Becca, listen to me.
Go get Heather and
go get the knife.
Go get the knife from Heather!
Wait, Bec!
Bec, give me the gun!
I got you! I got you!
I'm not going to let you go!
I'm not going to let you go!
Hang on. I got you!
Okay? Hang on.
Fuck!
Mel?
Mel, we got to go.
Something is really wrong.
Mel, get up!
I'm so tired.
Mel...
Mel, get up.
We gotta go!
Come on, get up!
Come on, sweetie!
I can't leave you here!
What is wrong with you?
Sleeping pills.
I will never forgive you
for this as long as I live!
- Oh!
- What the shit!
- Where are they?
- I almost just killed you!
I don't think so!
Sahara's hurt.
I need the knife.
What? I left it upstairs!
Go get the knife!
Oh!
Where's the fucking knife?
Oh, shit, Oh my God.
I'm so stupid.
Oh, fuck.
Mel...
Oh...
Jesus.
Jesus fucking Christ,
don't let her scream.
Don't wake up.
Where's a fucking hammer?
God dammit.
Oh, no.
Oh, stop moving, Sahara.
Sahara, stop moving
if you can please!
Quit moving, Sahara,
it's hard for me to hold you up!
Ah!
Oh, shit.
Oh, shit!
Quit moving, Sahara!
Stay still!
Fuck you.
Oh God!
Oh God!
Sahara! Grab the rope
with both hands.
Grab the rope with
both hands and hold tight!
Both hands!
Here we go. Ready?
Oh God. Oh God.
Heather, he doesn't
know you're here.
He doesn't know you're here.
Just sit still and be quiet.
We need to get this off us!
The gas!
Shh!
Come on. Come on.
The river, the river.
The river.
Mel said it's out back.
Come on!
Help me up!
Wait! Wait!
Which way?
Which way is it?
Oh God, which way?
Fuck it.
Jo! He's coming!
Joey, he's coming!
He's going to burn us alive.
Run, Joey! Run!
Oh my God!
Oh my God!
Jump!
- Help!
- Help!
Oh, God!
Ow! My ankle!
Where the fuck is the water?
I think I broke my leg.
Joey!
Joey, help me!
Help me!
Help me!
Bec!
Bec!
Bec, wait!
Bec!
Where are you going?
Bec!
Round two, bitch!
Let's try this again, bitch!
Heather! Heather, get Mel!
We've gotta
get out of here!
Oh my God!
Oh, Heather!
Come on. Grab onto me!
Come on, I got ya.
Mel, wake up!
Mel...
Mel!
She always ruins everything.
Everything!
I mean my reveal was
supposed to be so good!
Melissa...
Jo, I'm pissed.
I mean, I had this
all planned out.
I was going to be like,
"Oh, we did it!"
and you were going to
be like "Oh my God!"
And we were going to have this
whole best friend bonding shit!
Melissa...
You know what, I'm over it.
It's fine.
I guess I'm just pissed
because I wanted to do
the whole trio thing.
You really need three.
You've got to have
two hot ones, and an ugly one.
She was going to be our
snaggle-tooth.
I don't understand.
Okay, like, you're the hot
and brooding one,
I'm the hot and fun one
and she was going to be
the gross one that
made us look better.
She's not gross.
Well, she is now.
I mean don't get me wrong,
she was going to go anyway
but I was thinking more of
a Season One cliffhanger.
But this... This is
really kind of a waste.
You did all this.
You did all of this... to us.
You... You drugged the drinks
so that we would see
Tyler and freak out.
Wow.
Amazing, Joey.
Now, okay, I know you totally
have a ton of questions.
No.
No questions? None?
Weird.
Because it doesn't matter.
That's right.
It doesn't matter.
It's all about the destination,
not the journey.
It doesn't matter what
you have to do to get there.
Joey...
I knew that you were
just like me.
I knew that when we were
talking about reality TV
and the sex tapes and
you said that you'd do
a porn for money...
I knew right then and there
I had made the right choice.
I knew that you understand
how this industry works
and that you were thinking
the same way I was.
No. Never.
You said that you would do
a porn for money.
Would do anything, like
even a horse or something.
I was kidding, Mel.
Why would you do that?
That is fucked up.
This?
Don't worry, Joey.
This is totally a Heather thing.
I'm not going to
use this on you.
Katie got knives in the back.
Sahara got torched.
Becca... Becca was
a little different.
That bitch hit me on
the head with a whiskey bottle
but, you know what?
I improvised.
Improv classes always teach you
"yes and" so I went with it.
Yes, I really did
think of everything.
I always think of everything.
Okay, that I didn't think of.
Shit, that was hot.
You know what?
We should do that again
for the camera.
Hold on.
I have my phone here.
I'm leaving
and I'm calling the cops.
I really don't want
to kill you, Mel.
I know you don't, Joey.
I really did think of
everything, didn't I, Joey?
If you started being
all whiny, sad Jo
I thought, "Oh that's perfect.
She just OD's on painkillers."
I mean, it makes perfect sense.
After that night you just
couldn't get past it.
You just couldn't move on.
So you turned to drugs
to numb the pain.
Mmmmmm.
That makes for such
a good story.
Easy to believe with how
you withdrew from us...
And how you stayed out
of the lime light.
God, that's such a good story,
how you had something to hide.
And then you just snapped.
Oh my God!
Katie!
Somebody help us!
Get off her!
Oh my God!
Yes, I'll be here.
Oh, please, help me!
Please, you've got to help me.
She's lost her mind.
She killed everyone.
Yes, I'll be here!
Oh, thank you!
Thank you.
Oh God, it's horrible.
My friends, everyone's gone!
I'm making this tape just
in case I don't survive
so that everyone can know
what really happened.
And everyone can know me.
The real me.
Joey... she killed everyone!
She thought she killed me.
She's never been the same
since the night
we fought off the rapist.
How many people does
this have to happen to?
What is it about me
that makes this just so... so...
Fuck.
She's never been the same
since the night
we fought off the rapist.
How many people does
this have to happen to?
What is it about me
that makes it so...
Oh...
You didn't use enough.
Joey.
That shit you
injected me with...
You get a tolerance to it.
Wait a second.
You're an addict?
That's perfect, because I just
made that up for the show.
Yeah, you stop seeing
your friends, your family.
But it takes the pain away.
That's the important part.
Joey, listen to me.
This can be
just like it was before.
God, I wanted
to forget so bad.
And I tried.
I tried, Mel.
I tried three times.
I tried three
times to overdose.
I didn't use enough.
Neither did you.
Joey, remember?
Remember before?
We had everybody
wanting to interview us!
Everyone wanted to talk to us!
We had all this attention
and that was just for one guy.
Imagine what
we would get for all of this.
Oh my God, we would have our
own show in seconds!
Seconds flat, Joey!
I changed my mind.
I do want to kill you.
Well, it's not loaded.
No shit.
God, really, Joey?
Really?
Do you really think you
have a chance against me?
Do you really
think you can take me?
I've killed
five people already.
Five!
I don't give a fuck
if I live, you psychotic cunt.
No!
You stupid bitch!
You fucked up my eye!
How dare you!
You fucked up my eye!
Now I'm never going
to get a show!
Listen to me!
I want you to fucking know...
Listen to me!
What?
What did you want to say?
What, Mel?
I really want to hear it.
You were right.
I needed this.
You... You survived
last year's awful tragedy...
And now you've written
a book: "The Sixth Friend".
In it you mention that you
even managed to learn something
from that...
that terrible tragedy.
What Melissa did...
Her desperation...
her selfishness...
I can never forgive.
But it gave me something:
A reason to live.
I'm just happy that
I have a chance
to share my story
of hope with others.
Josephine Taylor, thank you.
And be sure to watch her
long road to recovery
as she navigates
the dating world
in her new show
starting Thursday nights
at 8pm, this week.
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