Room 104 (2017–…): Season 4, Episode 7 - Foam Party - full transcript
ROOM 104
Season 4, Episode 7
In the mid-90's, a particularly
befuddled generation of teenagers
floundered in search of something
that could define them.
Out of nowhere,
a new cultural phenomenon arose
from the existential uncertainty
of the North American suburbs.
It was called...
FOAM PARTY
File in, guys !
Hunter, Smirnogg anf tonic,
slice of lime, right ?
Yeah, if you got it.
Jenna, Bacardi and Diet Pepsi ?
- Yeah, psychic. How d'you know ?
- I know my roomates like drinking.
You lived with us for a month, Jack.
I don't even know their last names.
- Luke Thunderfuck. How ya doing ?
- Fine, till I touched your wet hand.
- It's not wet. God, Meg !
- You got calm hands, Luke.
It's a condition. Nothing
for a Thunderfuck to be ashamed of.
- Luke, Jaeger.
- Thanks, dude.
- Hunter ?
- Cheers.
- Morgan, Jack and Coke, right ?
- Yeah, whatever.
- So, Jack.
- So, Jenna.
- You rented a motel room.
- I did.
- On a Saturday night.
- Correct.
- And you set up a fucking bar.
- And joints !
Are you trying to get
into all of our pants ?
You're half way in at this point.
Just keep it going, dude !
No, guys, like you said.
I've been at the house
for a whole month, as of today.
And I just wanted to...
I used to move around a lot.
Like a whole lot.
And...
I never...
Really felt like I belonged.
Until...
You don't have to throw us
a party to tell us that.
Just sign up to take out the trash.
No. I had to do something special,
so come on. Everyone drink up !
Cheers !
- Why didn't you do this at home ?
- What ?
Why did you rent a room ? Why not
throw a party at the house ?
- That's why !
- Foam !
- Foam ?!
- Babe, got a problem with foam ?
Yeah. Last time I went to
a foam party, it ruined my clothes.
- Then just strip.
- You wish.
- Every night. Sorry, Hunter.
- I appreciate the honesty, dude.
- You'll get in trouble for this, Jack.
- Really ?
- I'm serious.
- So am I.
You should have told us
how to dress appropriately.
This crap will leave
residue everywhere.
Residue ? That sounds bad.
That sounds really, really bad !
I wear this dress to work !
You got a closet full of clothes.
I got a milk crate on the floor.
We saw that dresser by the dumpster
and you said you didn't want it.
- I don't a dumpster dresser.
- Shut up.
This is a a fucking foam party.
Just for us.
Thrown by this great,
big-hearted man.
- I'm not a great man.
- You are. Shut up.
We're not gonna fuck it up
by bitching about some dress,
or some residue
or some dumpster dresser.
Are we ?
- No !
- No, we're not. Move !
It's fucking foam !
Do another twirl.
Twirl, girl !
Ten out of ten !
Dude.
Hey, drunky !
Weed, weed, or weed ?
I'm a pretty hairy guy.
Luke, I try not to think
about your body hair,
but if I'm forced you, I'd have
to say there's a lot of it.
Then what's going on here ?
- That's weird.
- What's weird ?
Luke's arm.
- What about Luke's arm ?
- What's up ?
- Holy fuck !
- Oh, God !
- Is this happening to you too ?
- I can't tell, I shave my arms.
Why ?
I'm a pre-pube. I never had
a hair on my arms.
God ! Guys, look !
- Oh my God, Babe !
- What the fuck is happening ?
Guys, look !
God !
It's the fucking foam !
Get up ! Get on something !
- Luke, get on something.
- I am !
- What kind of foam is this, Jack ?
- Just regular party foam.
It's eating my fucking hair !
- If this makes me bald, I swear...
- I'm sorry.
- We just gotta get this off of us.
- Good idea. Everyone strip.
Fuck you, Luke ! Why are you
trying to get everybody naked ?
Morg, look at your dress.
Shit !
Luke, we must shut the machine off.
Then we wait for it to dissolve.
- I'm not putting my hand under that.
- Put it in a comforter or a sheet.
- Jack, where's the off switch ?
- I don't know.
Fuck the machine.
We should run to the door.
I'm not getting any more
of this shit on me.
We could call somebody.
Look, there's a telephone there.
Dead. It's fucking dead.
The foam probably ate the cord.
It's gonna eat everything else
in this room if we don't shut it off !
- She's right.
- Yeah, sorry, Luke, but...
Fuck, no ! I'm not gonna...
Shut up ! All right. Fuck !
Okay, just... fuck !
Are you happy ? You got me talking
and touching some toxic shit.
It's just because
you were on that bed.
Look. I got an idea.
Fuck, yeah. Good.
Splash me right here.
- Luke !
- Splash me too.
Did you get the cord ?
Luke ?
- Luke !
- Luke !
God ! Did he pass out ?
Someone shouldn't have been
force-feeding him Jaeger.
Fuck this. Some needs to shut
the machine off. I'll do it.
- No. Let's wake him up first.
- Yeah. I can splash him.
Morgan, what is on your face ?
What the fuck is going on,
Jack ?
I swear to God, I don't know.
- Luke ?
- Are you okay ?
Buddy ?
Luke ! Come on !
Somebody's gotta help him !
- He probably passed out again.
- I don't think so. Jenna !
We can't just leave him
down there. Can we ?
Why did he have your face ?
- Jesus !
- Sorry, your face was...
Asshole, splash us too.
I don't wanna turn into you.
I'm not turning anyone.
This wasn't my fault.
Jack ! Is there a window
in the bathroom ?
The door's been closed. I went
for a piss when I got the room,
but I don't remember.
Fuck yeah, Morg !
Hey, let me in. Morgan !
I think you locked the door
by accident.
It's getting really high out here.
What should we do ? Guys ?
Morgan, open the door !
Morgan, don't leave me out here.
Fuck. No !
Morgan, I gotta get in there.
Fuck, it's all over me !
Okay...
Is it not working ?
Are you... me ?
No.
This can't be happening.
This can't...
Stop.
Morgan ! Stop it !
God, Morgan !
It's not stopping.
No, please, just stop !
Hunter ?
Jenna ?
Guys ?
Look...
I know I must have something
to do with this.
Obviously because
of what's happening to you.
But I need you to know
I don't know what it is.
And I would never hurt you.
I love you guys.
Luke ?
Hunter ?
Jenna ?
Guys !
Morgan ?
Shit !
- Let me go !
- Never !
You killed my friends.
Yes, we did.
What do you want from me ?
More friends !
The fuck ?!
Housekeeping !
- No, thank you.
- Checking out today, sir ?
- Yeah, we are.
- Okay, I'll come back.
END OF EPISODE 7
Season 4
Subtitling
GRETE MÜLLER
Season 4, Episode 7
In the mid-90's, a particularly
befuddled generation of teenagers
floundered in search of something
that could define them.
Out of nowhere,
a new cultural phenomenon arose
from the existential uncertainty
of the North American suburbs.
It was called...
FOAM PARTY
File in, guys !
Hunter, Smirnogg anf tonic,
slice of lime, right ?
Yeah, if you got it.
Jenna, Bacardi and Diet Pepsi ?
- Yeah, psychic. How d'you know ?
- I know my roomates like drinking.
You lived with us for a month, Jack.
I don't even know their last names.
- Luke Thunderfuck. How ya doing ?
- Fine, till I touched your wet hand.
- It's not wet. God, Meg !
- You got calm hands, Luke.
It's a condition. Nothing
for a Thunderfuck to be ashamed of.
- Luke, Jaeger.
- Thanks, dude.
- Hunter ?
- Cheers.
- Morgan, Jack and Coke, right ?
- Yeah, whatever.
- So, Jack.
- So, Jenna.
- You rented a motel room.
- I did.
- On a Saturday night.
- Correct.
- And you set up a fucking bar.
- And joints !
Are you trying to get
into all of our pants ?
You're half way in at this point.
Just keep it going, dude !
No, guys, like you said.
I've been at the house
for a whole month, as of today.
And I just wanted to...
I used to move around a lot.
Like a whole lot.
And...
I never...
Really felt like I belonged.
Until...
You don't have to throw us
a party to tell us that.
Just sign up to take out the trash.
No. I had to do something special,
so come on. Everyone drink up !
Cheers !
- Why didn't you do this at home ?
- What ?
Why did you rent a room ? Why not
throw a party at the house ?
- That's why !
- Foam !
- Foam ?!
- Babe, got a problem with foam ?
Yeah. Last time I went to
a foam party, it ruined my clothes.
- Then just strip.
- You wish.
- Every night. Sorry, Hunter.
- I appreciate the honesty, dude.
- You'll get in trouble for this, Jack.
- Really ?
- I'm serious.
- So am I.
You should have told us
how to dress appropriately.
This crap will leave
residue everywhere.
Residue ? That sounds bad.
That sounds really, really bad !
I wear this dress to work !
You got a closet full of clothes.
I got a milk crate on the floor.
We saw that dresser by the dumpster
and you said you didn't want it.
- I don't a dumpster dresser.
- Shut up.
This is a a fucking foam party.
Just for us.
Thrown by this great,
big-hearted man.
- I'm not a great man.
- You are. Shut up.
We're not gonna fuck it up
by bitching about some dress,
or some residue
or some dumpster dresser.
Are we ?
- No !
- No, we're not. Move !
It's fucking foam !
Do another twirl.
Twirl, girl !
Ten out of ten !
Dude.
Hey, drunky !
Weed, weed, or weed ?
I'm a pretty hairy guy.
Luke, I try not to think
about your body hair,
but if I'm forced you, I'd have
to say there's a lot of it.
Then what's going on here ?
- That's weird.
- What's weird ?
Luke's arm.
- What about Luke's arm ?
- What's up ?
- Holy fuck !
- Oh, God !
- Is this happening to you too ?
- I can't tell, I shave my arms.
Why ?
I'm a pre-pube. I never had
a hair on my arms.
God ! Guys, look !
- Oh my God, Babe !
- What the fuck is happening ?
Guys, look !
God !
It's the fucking foam !
Get up ! Get on something !
- Luke, get on something.
- I am !
- What kind of foam is this, Jack ?
- Just regular party foam.
It's eating my fucking hair !
- If this makes me bald, I swear...
- I'm sorry.
- We just gotta get this off of us.
- Good idea. Everyone strip.
Fuck you, Luke ! Why are you
trying to get everybody naked ?
Morg, look at your dress.
Shit !
Luke, we must shut the machine off.
Then we wait for it to dissolve.
- I'm not putting my hand under that.
- Put it in a comforter or a sheet.
- Jack, where's the off switch ?
- I don't know.
Fuck the machine.
We should run to the door.
I'm not getting any more
of this shit on me.
We could call somebody.
Look, there's a telephone there.
Dead. It's fucking dead.
The foam probably ate the cord.
It's gonna eat everything else
in this room if we don't shut it off !
- She's right.
- Yeah, sorry, Luke, but...
Fuck, no ! I'm not gonna...
Shut up ! All right. Fuck !
Okay, just... fuck !
Are you happy ? You got me talking
and touching some toxic shit.
It's just because
you were on that bed.
Look. I got an idea.
Fuck, yeah. Good.
Splash me right here.
- Luke !
- Splash me too.
Did you get the cord ?
Luke ?
- Luke !
- Luke !
God ! Did he pass out ?
Someone shouldn't have been
force-feeding him Jaeger.
Fuck this. Some needs to shut
the machine off. I'll do it.
- No. Let's wake him up first.
- Yeah. I can splash him.
Morgan, what is on your face ?
What the fuck is going on,
Jack ?
I swear to God, I don't know.
- Luke ?
- Are you okay ?
Buddy ?
Luke ! Come on !
Somebody's gotta help him !
- He probably passed out again.
- I don't think so. Jenna !
We can't just leave him
down there. Can we ?
Why did he have your face ?
- Jesus !
- Sorry, your face was...
Asshole, splash us too.
I don't wanna turn into you.
I'm not turning anyone.
This wasn't my fault.
Jack ! Is there a window
in the bathroom ?
The door's been closed. I went
for a piss when I got the room,
but I don't remember.
Fuck yeah, Morg !
Hey, let me in. Morgan !
I think you locked the door
by accident.
It's getting really high out here.
What should we do ? Guys ?
Morgan, open the door !
Morgan, don't leave me out here.
Fuck. No !
Morgan, I gotta get in there.
Fuck, it's all over me !
Okay...
Is it not working ?
Are you... me ?
No.
This can't be happening.
This can't...
Stop.
Morgan ! Stop it !
God, Morgan !
It's not stopping.
No, please, just stop !
Hunter ?
Jenna ?
Guys ?
Look...
I know I must have something
to do with this.
Obviously because
of what's happening to you.
But I need you to know
I don't know what it is.
And I would never hurt you.
I love you guys.
Luke ?
Hunter ?
Jenna ?
Guys !
Morgan ?
Shit !
- Let me go !
- Never !
You killed my friends.
Yes, we did.
What do you want from me ?
More friends !
The fuck ?!
Housekeeping !
- No, thank you.
- Checking out today, sir ?
- Yeah, we are.
- Okay, I'll come back.
END OF EPISODE 7
Season 4
Subtitling
GRETE MÜLLER