Drawn Into the Night (2022) Movie Script
(menacing music)
(ominous music)
- Jen.
- Hey.
- Where's KC?
- I don't know.
[KC] Over here.
(cheerleaders giggling)
Let's go.
(unsettling music)
[Debra] Guys, wait up, my shoe's untied.
(foreboding music)
Guys.
Hello?
(foreboding music intensifying)
Oh, hello, rabbit.
How'd you get here?
Hey, little bunny.
KC, Jen, look!
(ominous music)
- What was that?
- Where's Debra?
I don't wanna get caught.
(air whipping)
(cheerleaders screaming)
(foreboding music)
Yeah.
(phone ringing)
Why is everyone staring?
I just broke up with my boyfriend.
Who happens to be Tommy,
the most popular cop in Narcotics.
I heard he's taking it pretty hard.
Well, I'm not about to sacrifice
all I've worked for to become
his doting, little housewife.
Housewife?
Did he propose to you?
I don't wanna get into it.
I'm not ready to settle down.
And he knew that from the start.
Well, you can't control love, Maggie.
- Love makes you-
- Makes you vulnerable.
I know, I know.
You'll never let your
guard down, will you?
(phone ringing)
Detective Rodden.
Yes, sir.
Everybody in the briefing room.
Good morning, good morning.
Move.
We got three girls missing,
all from the same town,
same high school.
All from the Belmont Cheerleading Camp.
What else do we know, hm?
Exactly, nothing, good work, people.
Now listen, here's the deal.
We got Debra Moore, KC
Bennington, Jen Cooper.
And we still have no
leads on the three girls
who went missing in the
spring from Riverton County.
That's why I'm sending
one of you in undercover.
Maggie, you're going in
as a high school senior.
Get in, fit in, get the scoop.
Your new name is gonna be Kate Johnson.
Now I also read in your bio
that you were good at field hockey.
(unsettling music)
So I got you a uniform in your size.
(youths playing)
(youths whooping)
(vehicle door shutting)
(youths chatting)
(bell ringing)
- Secret rave map?
- I got one, man.
I will see you tonight though.
- All right.
- Hey, Brandon.
[Tina] Oh my god, there's Brandon.
- Hi, Rod.
- Hello.
- How are you?
- Hey, hey.
Yeah, how you doing?
Ooh, this is gonna rock, you guys.
- Wow.
- DJ Mac?
That's awesome.
I know.
Gonna kick some major ass.
I'm excited.
Tina?
- Mr. Reed.
- Hi, girls.
- Hi, Mr. Reed.
- Mr. Reed.
Tina, I read your paper,
and I wanted to compliment you on it.
You've earned yourself an A.
Well, what about me?
Brittany, I think a
little less socializing,
a little more studying would
do you a great deal of good.
I think I have what it takes
to do well in the real world.
All right.
Whatever.
Bye.
- Bye.
- Bye, Mr. Reed.
- Bye.
(women chuckling)
You guys, it's new girl.
[PA System] Tom Wright,
please report to detention.
Tom Wright.
Boo!
(Maggie gasping)
(women laughing)
My bad.
Spoiled.
(bell ringing)
Oh my god, Mr. Reed is
absolutely phenomenal.
I hate science so fucking
much, it's like the worst class
in the entire world.
- I know he love me
'cause I got an A on the test.
- Yeah.
- I'm sure he does.
Oh my gosh.
Do you think he's married?
(youths playing)
(youths whooping)
I forgot my inhaler
and I'm kind of having
a hard time breathing.
Can I go get it?
- Go.
- Okay.
- Move.
(youths playing)
(door opening)
(foreboding music)
(inhaler hissing)
(menacing music)
(youths playing)
Get your sticks down!
Cover your girl.
(youths yelling)
(coach whistling)
Tempo!
(youths yelling)
There you go.
(Brittany screaming)
Brittany, what are you doing?
What was that for?
[Player] Come on shoot.
(youths whooping)
- Good shot, Kate.
- Ooh.
Why are you cheering for her?
Let go of me!
Brittany, get up!
Brooke, over here.
What's up her ass?
Little girl syndrome.
Don't tell her I said that.
- Okay.
- You out.
- Thanks.
- Okay, listen.
Huddle up, huddle up.
Listen, Brooke, you're gonna check Kate.
- Check?
- You're gonna knock her
to the bleachers.
- Okay, got it.
- Got it?
- We got it.
Okay, break!
Here, Kate!
(Kate grunting)
- Hey, Kate.
- Oh, hey.
Brooke was feeling really
bad about tripping you today.
Hey, sorry.
No worries, I just get
really into the game.
Well, we were wondering if you wanted
to go to a rave tonight.
- Me?
Well, yeah, we could all go together.
It'll be a blast.
Yeah, I don't have any plans.
Well, there's one catch.
You're driving.
Oh, that's not a problem.
I don't drink anyway.
I'm late for my mani-pedi, girls.
[Lauren] Bye.
Listen, why don't I come
over your place first?
Oh, that's not a good idea.
My mom, she's-
You wanna come to my place?
My mom and her boyfriend
usually go to the bar early.
Yeah, is that okay?
I mean-
Yeah, it's fine.
- Oh, cool.
- Cool.
I'll see you in a second.
- Sure.
- Okay.
So are you gonna come to the rave?
Yeah, if my mom will let me.
Oh.
Bye, Kate!
- Bye, Michelle.
See you later!
All right guys, I'll see you later, bye.
- Bye.
- Bye, sweetie.
Who's that?
- It's okay, but-
- What are you doing here?
It's driving me nuts.
I just, I just needed to see you.
Quit it, the kids are looking.
You need to go now.
This is against our rules and you know it.
Just promise me, if
you need me, you'll call.
Okay.
Wow, stalker.
- You guys.
- What, what, what?
There's that hot sophomore, Randy.
Robbing the cradle, Tina?
He's just a baby.
- He's just
starting quarterback, and plus I love
to do a little babysitting.
Ew, gross, he has a total
speech problem or something.
He doesn't need to talk (chuckles).
[Brittany] Well, do
you need a ride or not?
Actually, give me a minute.
He'll only need 10 seconds.
- Hey, Matt.
- What's up?
- Hi.
- What's up?
Brandon.
Hey.
What's up?
H-hey.
Would you mind giving me a ride to work?
My car is broken.
Ah, yeah, no, no problem.
Thanks.
(Brandon chuckling)
[Guy] Brandon!
So, do you have a girlfriend?
No.
Do you want one?
(pensive music)
(engine starting)
- Hi, come in.
- Hi.
- Sorry about the mess.
- No worries.
Kate, this is my brother, Tyler,
and his friend, Bobby.
- Hi.
- What's up?
How's it hanging.
Wow.
(Jimmy chuckling)
Wow.
Who's this?
This is Kate, my friend.
Hi, Kate, Lauren's friend.
I'm Jimmy Warren.
I've never met this girl before.
Where'd you come from, honey?
Jimmy, shut up and stop flirting.
I'm Lauren's mom.
You can call me Peggy.
Nice to meet you.
You girls want a beer,
scotch, or something?
I'm only 18.
That's all right, that's how
I like 'em, young and legal.
God, you are such a pig, Jimmy.
You know, sweetheart,
just ignore him, okay?
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
(Peggy squealing)
You fell for my charms, didn't you?
Huh, didn't you?
Say you fell for my charms,
say you fell for my charms.
That is so gross!
Say you fell for my charms.
(Peggy squealing)
Oh, have fun girls, okay?
We're probably going down to the bar,
and then crash at Jimmy's tonight.
All right, Mom, bye.
Bye.
I was um, kind of hoping they'd be gone
before you got here.
It's not your fault.
Is he always like that?
(Lauren chuckling)
What?
- You can't go like that.
It's a hot rave!
Just trust me, watch me work my magic.
Okay.
I'm so mad about me
(foreboding music)
Thanks so much for doing this.
This was Brittany's favorite,
but she gets bored easily.
You look so hot.
She's gonna be really pissed.
So why do you hang out with her?
She can be sweet, sometimes.
I mean, she's got everything.
She's rich, pretty.
She's the most popular girl in school.
Come on.
You're pretty and popular.
(pensive music)
Well, you should've seen
me before we were friends.
God, I was such a loser.
She gives me all her old stuff.
I mean, all the nice
clothes I have are hers.
You're a nice girl, you
don't need those things.
I don't know.
I feel cool when I'm with her.
So, do you have a boyfriend
from your old school?
No, not anymore.
I had to focus on my own stuff.
I couldn't commit.
God, you sound like a guy.
- Well, what about you?
- No.
What, no boyfriend?
- No anything.
- How come?
I haven't met the right guy yet.
You will.
I'm the pathetic virgin of the group.
Come on, that's not pathetic.
(phone ringing)
Aren't you gonna get that?
Mm, that's okay.
Did you love him?
No, love makes you vulnerable.
Vulnerable?
Isn't that the point?
I can't wait for my Prince
Charming to come and save me
from this hell hole.
You need to save yourself.
Hey, you guys, lock
the door after we leave.
And don't even think about going anywhere.
- Yeah, right.
- Later.
It's already 9:03.
Where are they?
I knew it was a mistake having Kate drive.
Just knew it.
(horn honking)
Think that's them?
I'm so excited.
Okay, do not say anything to my parents.
I know, I know, I know, okay.
- Do I look hot?
- Yeah, you look amazing.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
Let's go.
- Okay.
(classical music)
Brittany, dear, would
you girls come in here
a minute, please?
Daddy, we've gotta go.
Okay, where are you girls going again?
Remember, Mom, I told you.
We're going over to Lauren's.
We're having a scary movie marathon.
And then we're all sleeping over.
Who's picking you up?
Kate from the field hockey team.
Kate, have we met her?
She's new girl.
Didn't even come to try outs.
Yeah, she's really good.
Thanks, Brooke.
Have fun, girls, and
don't stay up too late.
We won't.
(Brooke and Brittany chuckling)
Oh, Daddy?
Is there any way I could get my allowance?
We might wanna bring some popcorn
and soda over to Lauren's.
You know how her mom has no money.
That's just like you, Brittany.
Always concerned for others.
Oh, thanks, Daddy.
- Here's an extra.
- Dad, oh.
I love you.
- I love you, sweetheart.
Okay, bye, Mom.
Bye, sweetheart, have a lovely time.
- Bye.
- See you in the morning.
[Brittany] Okay.
(Brooke and Brittany chuckling)
Bye.
Too much.
Oh, freedom.
Yes.
What is this?
I'm not getting in that.
It's our ride.
Who's driving, Henry Ford?
No, it's Kate.
Oh god, help me.
Out, I need to sit in front.
Do you want me to puke on you?
Ah.
Ah?
Fine, you are such a bitch sometimes.
Always.
Shoo, shoo, like a little bird.
(Brittany chuckling)
So who's got the map?
Oh.
Shit, I can't find it.
I've got one, I'll navigate.
- Cool.
- Oh great,
the dipshit telling the
tight-ass loser where to go.
We'll never get there.
So why didn't you guys dress up?
Just drive.
(engine puttering)
Cool.
Even cooler?
- Sorry to keep you waiting.
- Directions to the rave.
[Pizza Girl] One large, half pineapple,
half pepperoni, delivery or pick up?
We'll, we'll pick it up.
I am so glad I got my learner's permit.
Word.
(foreboding music)
Okay, well, I need something
hard like brandy or schnapps.
Ew, gross, way too many calories.
No wonder you're fat.
I know, I need to start
throwing up after dinner again.
Good luck with that, honey.
(bottles clinking)
(ominous music)
(easygoing Muzak)
(ominous music)
Hi, I'm Ray Ray.
Where are you guys headed?
Um, nowhere.
You wanna come to my place?
No, thanks.
Yeah, well, I mean, if
you want, I can get a 6-pack
and go party.
(Lauren chuckling)
No, thank you.
Listen, I've gotta go.
- Hey, hey, hey-
- What are you doing?
Let go of me.
Get away from me.
- Hey!
(Ray Ray yelling)
Off her.
(Ray Ray chuckling)
Piece of trash.
You okay?
Your girls ready to go?
This place is kind of sketchy.
Come on.
(engine starting)
[Brittany] Ugh, gross.
(phone ringing)
(foreboding music)
- They're on their way.
- We're ready for 'em.
Whose cars are those?
I don't recognize any of them.
All right, let's party, girls.
Woo!
Ugh, can't wait to get
outta this ghetto car.
Ghetto.
[Lauren] Where are we?
Okay.
I'm sorry, but I don't see any
Belmont High School parking passes.
Maybe we'll meet some
hot guys from Newton, yay.
I gotta cop of squat.
Kate, hold my phone.
(Brooke grunting)
[Brittany] Maybe your stalker will show.
[Lauren] What stalker?
[Maggie] I don't know
what you're talking about.
Oh please, there was this older dude
stalking her today at school.
Hey, Kate, maybe you'll
do some Kung Fu on him.
(Brittany laughing)
Guys?
Hello?
Hello?
(wood breaking)
(Brooke screaming)
(ominous music)
(Brooke screaming)
- Did you hear that?
- What was that?
(menacing music)
Hey, guys!
(Brittany scoffing)
I thought you didn't have a stalker.
Why would someone do this?
Listen, girls, I, I want
you to get in the car.
I'm gonna go find Brooke.
Since when are you the boss, bitch?
I need you to get in the
car and lock the doors.
Bitch!
(Brittany gasping)
She did not say that.
(Brittany grunting)
Brooke, Brooke!
(foreboding music)
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
- Hello?
(phone beeping)
- Maggie, is that you?
- Hello?
I can't hear you.
- Help me!
- Brooke!
(ominous music)
(Brooke grunting)
- Kate, help me, I fell, Kate.
- Oh my god.
Okay, I got you, I got
you, okay, you're okay.
Gimme your other arm.
(Brooke grunting)
Help me (whimpering).
Oh my god!
(Maggie yelling)
You don't have a fake ID?
- Well, well, well-
- Just shut up.
I told you not to talk.
Holy shit.
- What?
It's that stalker guy.
Come on.
(vehicle door shutting)
Really?
(vehicle door shutting)
(Tommy scoffing)
Do I know you?
You were that guy
that was harassing Kate
in the parking lot.
We all saw you.
Kate, oh yeah, Kate.
You seen her?
You're the stalker.
Why would I tell you?
No, I, I'm one of Kate's friends.
I just need to find her.
Look.
I need your help.
- Where are they?
- I don't know.
But I'm getting really freaked out.
God.
Oh my god.
We don't have the keys.
Lock the doors.
Okay.
(mechanisms locking)
Okay, what do we do?
Um.
Why is it so foggy in here?
Don't know.
You're breathing too much or something.
I'm breathing too much?
Yeah, stop breathing so much.
Oh my god.
(ominous music)
Oh my god.
Did you see that?
No, I was too busy breathing, Brittany.
(Lauren gasping)
This has gotta be a prank.
This is way too freaky.
You think it's a prank?
(Brittany shrieking)
Oh my god.
I don't know what-
What was that?
[Brittany] The fuck is going on.
(Ronny moaning and chuckling)
(ominous music continues)
Lauren, Run!
(taser buzzing)
(Lauren and Brittany screaming)
(taser buzzing)
(Brittany screaming)
(ominous music intensifying)
(Lauren grunting)
(Lauren yelling)
(Lauren grunting)
(wood creaking)
(man chuckling)
(taser buzzing)
[Ray Ray] Anyone seen the razor?
(footsteps approaching)
(women screaming)
Boring.
Mm.
Love your taste.
- Ray Ray.
- Huh?
(door shutting)
(women screaming)
[Woman] Please don't hurt me.
(taser buzzing)
(Ray Ray and Ronny chuckling)
Please don't hurt me.
Please don't hurt, please.
Oh my god.
Oh my god.
(women yelling)
(women screaming)
[Brooke] Get off me, help.
No, help me.
Help me.
(women screaming)
[Ronny] Ray Ray.
(taser buzzing)
Let's go, let's go.
I can't breathe.
(upbeat music)
- Dude, the road.
- Whoa.
Sweet, that was awesome.
- Oh, brother.
[Boss] Grab something to eat.
(liquid pouring)
[Tyler] This must be the spot.
(vehicle doors closing)
(wood creaking)
(women shrieking)
[Ronny] That one.
[Jen] Please stop.
Jen!
(Jen sobbing)
Help me!
(Jen screaming)
(door shutting)
What are they gonna do to her?
[Maggie] Give me a Bobby pin.
Uh huh.
Oh my god, you're that cheerleader.
They were talking about you on TV tonight.
What are you doing?
(women sobbing)
Come on relax, shh, now run.
Run.
- I can't, I can't.
Lauren, you can do it.
Lauren, get help, okay?
Get help!
Go!
(Brooke sobbing)
(taser buzzing)
(Maggie screaming)
Oh now you're in trouble!
(women sobbing and screaming)
Hey, where, where's the shuttle?
This is creepy, man.
Hey, I wanna go see some action.
You kidding me?
(foreboding music)
Bobby.
(defiant music)
Okay so, where are they?
Chill out, man.
They're around here somewhere.
We'll find 'em.
Who wants a shot?
Poison?
(women screaming)
[Ronny] Ray Ray!
(door shutting)
(chain rattling)
Oh my god.
What is that?
(ominous music)
(women screaming)
I wanna go home.
(foreboding music)
(Lauren panting)
(wood creaking)
(Lauren grunting)
(ominous music)
(Lauren gasping)
(Lauren whimpering)
(wood creaking)
(woman whimpering)
(menacing music)
(woman whimpering)
[Woman] Help me.
(woman whimpering)
Shh, shh, shh.
(Bobby grunting)
Hoo.
(Ronny groaning and chuckling)
(woman whimpering)
(Ronny imitating her)
(ominous music)
Where are you?
Bobby?
(woman sobbing)
(woman screaming)
Shh.
(upbeat music)
I don't see them.
Hey, Brandon.
You seen Brooke or Brit?
No.
- Hey, what?, what?, what? -
- Hey, it's r-r-r-Randy.
Shut up, Jake.
Just tell me, have you seen my friends?
No.
Why would he need to
look for your friends
when he has both of us?
Listen, you little bitch,
I'll kick your freshman ass-
Oh yeah, I'd like to see you try, you.
- Whoa.
- Wow.
Get her.
(crowd whooping)
That's enough.
Let her go!
- Get off.
Put me down.
We haven't seen your friends!
(Lauren whimpering and panting)
(foreboding music)
(vehicle approaching)
(pensive music)
- Are you okay?
- I can't breathe.
Please, I need help.
(Lauren hyperventilating)
(passenger speaking foreign language)
(ominous music)
(Tyler panting)
(vehicle accelerating)
(Lauren shrieking)
(unsettling music)
(vehicle door opening)
Let me go!
- What do you wanna do?
- Put him in the trunk.
You're not going anywhere.
Aw, Jesus.
[Boss] Now let's get this thing started.
(lively music)
This is ridiculous.
You sure they were coming here?
Yeah, man.
It's messed up, I don't
know where they are.
Well, let's get you some fresh air.
All right, come on.
Check and see if they called.
Sit down right here.
(Tina chuckling)
Okay.
Please hold these for me, thank you.
I'm starting to sound like Randy (laughs).
Nope.
What's this?
That, that's the map.
Map.
- Randy, give me your map.
This isn't the same party.
Yes, it is, silly.
It's supposed to be a secret map.
And this is a whole town over.
This is a totally different party.
Same rave, different directions.
These are two totally different maps.
You're so cute.
(Tina gigging)
I'm going over there.
Randy, you're coming with me.
Hey, where are you going?
Randy, come on!
Hey man, it's Tommy.
- Tommy, what's up?
There's a huge rave
going on, alcohol, drugs,
sex, you name it.
Let me give you the address.
Are you ready?
- Yeah.
It's 55 Elm Road in Easton.
On my way.
Are you a c-c-c-cop?
(wood creaking)
(Brooke whimpering)
(ominous music)
(Lauren gasping)
Tyler?
(Brittany hyperventilating)
(Maggie screaming)
(taser buzzing)
(Brittany sobbing)
No, don't kill her!
No.
(sirens sounding)
(party-goers clamoring)
This is why I don't have any children.
[Boss] Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Fight Night.
(crowd applauding)
You're about experience something
you've never seen before.
(menacing music)
Two go in the ring, only
one comes out alive.
(taser buzzing)
(Maggie yelling)
Make sure all bets are in.
And let the games begin.
Ha!
We need to work together.
Oh, what do you think about
that, ladies and gentlemen?
That's why she's 4-0.
(crowd whooping)
Get in there.
Aw, this contender's
got some fight in her.
(hands slapping)
(taser buzzing)
(women grunting)
Meow, meow.
(crowd whooping)
(foreboding music)
I don't wanna hurt you.
I'm dying to kill you.
Ray Ray, knife.
(Maggie screaming)
Oh!
(Ray Ray snickering)
(foreboding music intensifying)
(ring girl panting)
(crowd whooping)
No, no!
[Boss] How's that for a show?
Let's hear it for our new champ.
(crowd cheering)
Let's change her up.
Woo-hoo.
Oh meat.
(Maggie whimpering)
Well, well, well, well, well, well.
We won't be needing this anymore.
So, you're the new champion.
How's that feel?
Ray Ray, go get the other girl ready.
(Ray Ray grunting)
(janitor humming)
(Maggie whimpering)
(Tyler gagging and grunting)
Tyler!
(Tyler grunting)
Lauren.
I'm right here, Tyler.
Lauren.
(Tyler grunting)
My legs.
Tyler, are you okay?
Look at me.
It's my legs, I think they're busted.
(Brooke sobbing)
Please try to get us outta here.
I, I, I don't know.
Come on, Tyler.
(Tyler grunting)
(vehicle approaching)
(foreboding music)
[Randy] Hey, maybe we
should just wait here.
Whoa.
[Tommy] I have no idea.
(crowd whooping)
Yep, we got a newbie.
Look at her, she's very sad.
(Ray Ray drowned out by crowd)
[Ronny] Get your bets in.
(newbie screaming)
[Newbie] Please, somebody help me!
Yeah, huh?
Uh-oh, hold on.
Do you like to fight?
Huh, huh?
Yeah?
(crowd whooping)
(electricity buzzing)
(Maggie yelling)
Just stick with me!
Get off me!
No.
Brittany, no!
(women screaming)
(crowd yelling)
(women screaming)
Hey, Ray Ray.
(metal clinking)
(crowd whooping)
Only one of you's coming
outta that ring, girls.
(electricity buzzing)
(women screaming)
(ominous music)
No, put it down.
Come on.
No.
Brittany.
(crowd whooping)
Come on, come on, get her now.
Kill her.
Just play dead.
(crowd whooping)
(Maggie screaming)
She's dead (cackles).
(women whimpering)
You got it, you got it.
(Tyler coughing)
Oh, Tyler.
Oh, Tyler, I'm so sorry.
(crowd whooping)
Let's hear it again.
(crowd whooping)
The champ.
Go get us another one, Ronny.
A fighter this time.
Hurry back now.
(Lauren crying)
Are you okay?
I can't, I can't feel my legs.
Tyler, I'm so sorry.
- Please, hurry.
- Don't leave us, please.
We're gonna get out of here, okay?
Get back.
(metal banging)
[Ronny] Ray Ray?
(Tyler grunting)
(door opening)
(Ronny yelling)
(Lauren grunting)
(Ronny yelling)
(women whimpering)
[Ronny] Oh, you're dead.
(women whimpering)
Come on, Lauren, we have to go!
- I'm not leaving Tyler.
- Lauren, go.
I'm not leaving you.
You guys go!
Go.
- Go, go.
[Lauren] I'm not leaving you.
(door opening)
(vehicle approaching)
[Boss] We've got
company, turn on the fence.
(electricity hissing)
W-W-What now?
(Jen screaming)
What was that?
(ominous music)
Stop!
(electricity hissing)
(Jen screaming)
- Jen?
- Get away from the fence,
I'm coming through.
(engine starting)
(metal breaking)
(electricity hissing)
Ah, great!
(air hissing)
(foreboding music)
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Sit up, sit up.
(Jen whimpering)
You okay, you okay?
- Who are you?
- I'm Randy.
[Tommy] Everybody in the car, now!
[Friend] Let's pick her up.
- Get her in.
- Detective Biggs, it's Tommy.
Yeah, we haven't found Maggie yet.
We're all the way at the end of Ivy Road.
And number of perps unknown.
Send back-up ASAP.
Copy that, sir.
- Can we go?
- Front tire's trashed.
[Randy] Of course it is.
Okay, girls, anybody see Maggie?
- Who's that?
- Kate, Kate!
Have you seen Kate?
- Yeah, Kate.
- Kate, yeah.
- Okay, what do we do?
- Take these.
Right.
- What is going on?
- Listen.
Can you swing one of these?
[Brooke] Gimme that!
(women whimpering)
What are you doing?
No, no, no, it's okay,
it's okay, it's okay.
I'm a cop, relax, okay?
You're gonna stay here.
Police are coming, they're on their way.
They'll be here soon, okay?
I promise.
- No, no, no.
- Relax.
- Don't leave us,
don't leave us.
- They'll be here.
Okay?
Randy, you're coming with me.
Stay close.
(women whimpering)
Be careful, okay?
Off the ropes, back,
everybody, back to your seats.
Off the ropes!
You, off, back!
Everybody.
(Maggie screaming)
(exciting music)
(Boss groaning)
[Boss] Dammit.
(foreboding music)
Randy, stay behind me.
(crowd whooping)
(wood creaking)
[Audience Member] Yeah, let's go, woo.
(case locking)
(crowd whooping)
[Janitor] You wanna fight?
Come on, up on your feet.
Come on.
(crowd whooping)
(wood creaking)
[Boss] Hello, Brittany.
Mr. Reed?
Mr. Reed.
(pensive music)
Thank god you're here.
You gotta get me outta here.
(crowd whooping)
(weapon firing)
Police!
Drop the weapon now.
I said, put it down.
I say no.
(weapon firing)
(crowd clamoring)
(foreboding music)
Oh no, no.
Please help me.
(Mr. Reed grunting)
(ominous music)
(Ray Ray yelling)
(women screaming)
(Ray Ray yelling)
(Brooke grunting)
[Brittany] Help me!
(Brittany sobbing)
- Drop the gun.
- Police, drop the knife.
You want me to cut her?
(Brittany sobbing)
All right, kick it over here.
(Brittany screaming)
All right, you, let's go.
Front seat!
(Brittany screaming)
Get in.
- No.
Get in.
(Brittany sobbing)
You never were a good student.
Back up.
(menacing music)
(engine starting)
(Tommy grunting)
- Hey.
- Out!
Don't even think about it.
You're not gonna get away with this.
(Mr. Reed exhaling sharply)
(ominous music)
(engine starting)
Why are you doing this?
You're a teacher.
You taught these kids at school.
Teacher (chuckles).
Geez, for $35,000 a year (laughs).
I worked, and I sweated, and I toiled
for everything that I have.
Look where it's got me.
A teacher of the month
certificate of merit.
Do you know that I have made $950,000.
While some of the richest,
and yes, I am talking about
pillars of the community
here, fine examples
for the young people to
follow, I mean the banker,
the parish priest (laughs).
The obstetrician that
delivered most of these girls
was there tonight.
That's fine examples, don't you think?
$5,000 a pop.
I suppose I'm gonna
have to transfer schools
and set up shop somewhere else.
(foreboding music)
Prince Charming coming to save you?
(exciting music)
(siren sounding)
(car hood banging)
(foreboding music)
Hey.
(Lauren gasping)
It's okay, is there anybody else in here?
[Lauren] Only him.
(ominous music)
(tires squealing)
It's a cat and mouse game, sweetheart.
(tires squealing)
I'm just not your average mouse.
(metal scraping)
(Mr. Reed chuckling)
You really are a nutcase.
(taser buzzing)
(Mr. Reed yelling)
(Maggie yelling)
(wood breaking)
(water splashing)
Brittany.
Maggie!
Wait!
Do not go in the water!
- I have to.
- Stay on the side!
[Maggie] I have to.
Brittany.
Find her, please.
(water splashing)
I can't find the car.
Ah, it's too deep.
No.
Tommy.
Oh my god.
(sorrowful, dramatic music)
I'm so sorry.
Tommy.
(sinister music)
(ominous music)
- Jen.
- Hey.
- Where's KC?
- I don't know.
[KC] Over here.
(cheerleaders giggling)
Let's go.
(unsettling music)
[Debra] Guys, wait up, my shoe's untied.
(foreboding music)
Guys.
Hello?
(foreboding music intensifying)
Oh, hello, rabbit.
How'd you get here?
Hey, little bunny.
KC, Jen, look!
(ominous music)
- What was that?
- Where's Debra?
I don't wanna get caught.
(air whipping)
(cheerleaders screaming)
(foreboding music)
Yeah.
(phone ringing)
Why is everyone staring?
I just broke up with my boyfriend.
Who happens to be Tommy,
the most popular cop in Narcotics.
I heard he's taking it pretty hard.
Well, I'm not about to sacrifice
all I've worked for to become
his doting, little housewife.
Housewife?
Did he propose to you?
I don't wanna get into it.
I'm not ready to settle down.
And he knew that from the start.
Well, you can't control love, Maggie.
- Love makes you-
- Makes you vulnerable.
I know, I know.
You'll never let your
guard down, will you?
(phone ringing)
Detective Rodden.
Yes, sir.
Everybody in the briefing room.
Good morning, good morning.
Move.
We got three girls missing,
all from the same town,
same high school.
All from the Belmont Cheerleading Camp.
What else do we know, hm?
Exactly, nothing, good work, people.
Now listen, here's the deal.
We got Debra Moore, KC
Bennington, Jen Cooper.
And we still have no
leads on the three girls
who went missing in the
spring from Riverton County.
That's why I'm sending
one of you in undercover.
Maggie, you're going in
as a high school senior.
Get in, fit in, get the scoop.
Your new name is gonna be Kate Johnson.
Now I also read in your bio
that you were good at field hockey.
(unsettling music)
So I got you a uniform in your size.
(youths playing)
(youths whooping)
(vehicle door shutting)
(youths chatting)
(bell ringing)
- Secret rave map?
- I got one, man.
I will see you tonight though.
- All right.
- Hey, Brandon.
[Tina] Oh my god, there's Brandon.
- Hi, Rod.
- Hello.
- How are you?
- Hey, hey.
Yeah, how you doing?
Ooh, this is gonna rock, you guys.
- Wow.
- DJ Mac?
That's awesome.
I know.
Gonna kick some major ass.
I'm excited.
Tina?
- Mr. Reed.
- Hi, girls.
- Hi, Mr. Reed.
- Mr. Reed.
Tina, I read your paper,
and I wanted to compliment you on it.
You've earned yourself an A.
Well, what about me?
Brittany, I think a
little less socializing,
a little more studying would
do you a great deal of good.
I think I have what it takes
to do well in the real world.
All right.
Whatever.
Bye.
- Bye.
- Bye, Mr. Reed.
- Bye.
(women chuckling)
You guys, it's new girl.
[PA System] Tom Wright,
please report to detention.
Tom Wright.
Boo!
(Maggie gasping)
(women laughing)
My bad.
Spoiled.
(bell ringing)
Oh my god, Mr. Reed is
absolutely phenomenal.
I hate science so fucking
much, it's like the worst class
in the entire world.
- I know he love me
'cause I got an A on the test.
- Yeah.
- I'm sure he does.
Oh my gosh.
Do you think he's married?
(youths playing)
(youths whooping)
I forgot my inhaler
and I'm kind of having
a hard time breathing.
Can I go get it?
- Go.
- Okay.
- Move.
(youths playing)
(door opening)
(foreboding music)
(inhaler hissing)
(menacing music)
(youths playing)
Get your sticks down!
Cover your girl.
(youths yelling)
(coach whistling)
Tempo!
(youths yelling)
There you go.
(Brittany screaming)
Brittany, what are you doing?
What was that for?
[Player] Come on shoot.
(youths whooping)
- Good shot, Kate.
- Ooh.
Why are you cheering for her?
Let go of me!
Brittany, get up!
Brooke, over here.
What's up her ass?
Little girl syndrome.
Don't tell her I said that.
- Okay.
- You out.
- Thanks.
- Okay, listen.
Huddle up, huddle up.
Listen, Brooke, you're gonna check Kate.
- Check?
- You're gonna knock her
to the bleachers.
- Okay, got it.
- Got it?
- We got it.
Okay, break!
Here, Kate!
(Kate grunting)
- Hey, Kate.
- Oh, hey.
Brooke was feeling really
bad about tripping you today.
Hey, sorry.
No worries, I just get
really into the game.
Well, we were wondering if you wanted
to go to a rave tonight.
- Me?
Well, yeah, we could all go together.
It'll be a blast.
Yeah, I don't have any plans.
Well, there's one catch.
You're driving.
Oh, that's not a problem.
I don't drink anyway.
I'm late for my mani-pedi, girls.
[Lauren] Bye.
Listen, why don't I come
over your place first?
Oh, that's not a good idea.
My mom, she's-
You wanna come to my place?
My mom and her boyfriend
usually go to the bar early.
Yeah, is that okay?
I mean-
Yeah, it's fine.
- Oh, cool.
- Cool.
I'll see you in a second.
- Sure.
- Okay.
So are you gonna come to the rave?
Yeah, if my mom will let me.
Oh.
Bye, Kate!
- Bye, Michelle.
See you later!
All right guys, I'll see you later, bye.
- Bye.
- Bye, sweetie.
Who's that?
- It's okay, but-
- What are you doing here?
It's driving me nuts.
I just, I just needed to see you.
Quit it, the kids are looking.
You need to go now.
This is against our rules and you know it.
Just promise me, if
you need me, you'll call.
Okay.
Wow, stalker.
- You guys.
- What, what, what?
There's that hot sophomore, Randy.
Robbing the cradle, Tina?
He's just a baby.
- He's just
starting quarterback, and plus I love
to do a little babysitting.
Ew, gross, he has a total
speech problem or something.
He doesn't need to talk (chuckles).
[Brittany] Well, do
you need a ride or not?
Actually, give me a minute.
He'll only need 10 seconds.
- Hey, Matt.
- What's up?
- Hi.
- What's up?
Brandon.
Hey.
What's up?
H-hey.
Would you mind giving me a ride to work?
My car is broken.
Ah, yeah, no, no problem.
Thanks.
(Brandon chuckling)
[Guy] Brandon!
So, do you have a girlfriend?
No.
Do you want one?
(pensive music)
(engine starting)
- Hi, come in.
- Hi.
- Sorry about the mess.
- No worries.
Kate, this is my brother, Tyler,
and his friend, Bobby.
- Hi.
- What's up?
How's it hanging.
Wow.
(Jimmy chuckling)
Wow.
Who's this?
This is Kate, my friend.
Hi, Kate, Lauren's friend.
I'm Jimmy Warren.
I've never met this girl before.
Where'd you come from, honey?
Jimmy, shut up and stop flirting.
I'm Lauren's mom.
You can call me Peggy.
Nice to meet you.
You girls want a beer,
scotch, or something?
I'm only 18.
That's all right, that's how
I like 'em, young and legal.
God, you are such a pig, Jimmy.
You know, sweetheart,
just ignore him, okay?
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
(Peggy squealing)
You fell for my charms, didn't you?
Huh, didn't you?
Say you fell for my charms,
say you fell for my charms.
That is so gross!
Say you fell for my charms.
(Peggy squealing)
Oh, have fun girls, okay?
We're probably going down to the bar,
and then crash at Jimmy's tonight.
All right, Mom, bye.
Bye.
I was um, kind of hoping they'd be gone
before you got here.
It's not your fault.
Is he always like that?
(Lauren chuckling)
What?
- You can't go like that.
It's a hot rave!
Just trust me, watch me work my magic.
Okay.
I'm so mad about me
(foreboding music)
Thanks so much for doing this.
This was Brittany's favorite,
but she gets bored easily.
You look so hot.
She's gonna be really pissed.
So why do you hang out with her?
She can be sweet, sometimes.
I mean, she's got everything.
She's rich, pretty.
She's the most popular girl in school.
Come on.
You're pretty and popular.
(pensive music)
Well, you should've seen
me before we were friends.
God, I was such a loser.
She gives me all her old stuff.
I mean, all the nice
clothes I have are hers.
You're a nice girl, you
don't need those things.
I don't know.
I feel cool when I'm with her.
So, do you have a boyfriend
from your old school?
No, not anymore.
I had to focus on my own stuff.
I couldn't commit.
God, you sound like a guy.
- Well, what about you?
- No.
What, no boyfriend?
- No anything.
- How come?
I haven't met the right guy yet.
You will.
I'm the pathetic virgin of the group.
Come on, that's not pathetic.
(phone ringing)
Aren't you gonna get that?
Mm, that's okay.
Did you love him?
No, love makes you vulnerable.
Vulnerable?
Isn't that the point?
I can't wait for my Prince
Charming to come and save me
from this hell hole.
You need to save yourself.
Hey, you guys, lock
the door after we leave.
And don't even think about going anywhere.
- Yeah, right.
- Later.
It's already 9:03.
Where are they?
I knew it was a mistake having Kate drive.
Just knew it.
(horn honking)
Think that's them?
I'm so excited.
Okay, do not say anything to my parents.
I know, I know, I know, okay.
- Do I look hot?
- Yeah, you look amazing.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
Let's go.
- Okay.
(classical music)
Brittany, dear, would
you girls come in here
a minute, please?
Daddy, we've gotta go.
Okay, where are you girls going again?
Remember, Mom, I told you.
We're going over to Lauren's.
We're having a scary movie marathon.
And then we're all sleeping over.
Who's picking you up?
Kate from the field hockey team.
Kate, have we met her?
She's new girl.
Didn't even come to try outs.
Yeah, she's really good.
Thanks, Brooke.
Have fun, girls, and
don't stay up too late.
We won't.
(Brooke and Brittany chuckling)
Oh, Daddy?
Is there any way I could get my allowance?
We might wanna bring some popcorn
and soda over to Lauren's.
You know how her mom has no money.
That's just like you, Brittany.
Always concerned for others.
Oh, thanks, Daddy.
- Here's an extra.
- Dad, oh.
I love you.
- I love you, sweetheart.
Okay, bye, Mom.
Bye, sweetheart, have a lovely time.
- Bye.
- See you in the morning.
[Brittany] Okay.
(Brooke and Brittany chuckling)
Bye.
Too much.
Oh, freedom.
Yes.
What is this?
I'm not getting in that.
It's our ride.
Who's driving, Henry Ford?
No, it's Kate.
Oh god, help me.
Out, I need to sit in front.
Do you want me to puke on you?
Ah.
Ah?
Fine, you are such a bitch sometimes.
Always.
Shoo, shoo, like a little bird.
(Brittany chuckling)
So who's got the map?
Oh.
Shit, I can't find it.
I've got one, I'll navigate.
- Cool.
- Oh great,
the dipshit telling the
tight-ass loser where to go.
We'll never get there.
So why didn't you guys dress up?
Just drive.
(engine puttering)
Cool.
Even cooler?
- Sorry to keep you waiting.
- Directions to the rave.
[Pizza Girl] One large, half pineapple,
half pepperoni, delivery or pick up?
We'll, we'll pick it up.
I am so glad I got my learner's permit.
Word.
(foreboding music)
Okay, well, I need something
hard like brandy or schnapps.
Ew, gross, way too many calories.
No wonder you're fat.
I know, I need to start
throwing up after dinner again.
Good luck with that, honey.
(bottles clinking)
(ominous music)
(easygoing Muzak)
(ominous music)
Hi, I'm Ray Ray.
Where are you guys headed?
Um, nowhere.
You wanna come to my place?
No, thanks.
Yeah, well, I mean, if
you want, I can get a 6-pack
and go party.
(Lauren chuckling)
No, thank you.
Listen, I've gotta go.
- Hey, hey, hey-
- What are you doing?
Let go of me.
Get away from me.
- Hey!
(Ray Ray yelling)
Off her.
(Ray Ray chuckling)
Piece of trash.
You okay?
Your girls ready to go?
This place is kind of sketchy.
Come on.
(engine starting)
[Brittany] Ugh, gross.
(phone ringing)
(foreboding music)
- They're on their way.
- We're ready for 'em.
Whose cars are those?
I don't recognize any of them.
All right, let's party, girls.
Woo!
Ugh, can't wait to get
outta this ghetto car.
Ghetto.
[Lauren] Where are we?
Okay.
I'm sorry, but I don't see any
Belmont High School parking passes.
Maybe we'll meet some
hot guys from Newton, yay.
I gotta cop of squat.
Kate, hold my phone.
(Brooke grunting)
[Brittany] Maybe your stalker will show.
[Lauren] What stalker?
[Maggie] I don't know
what you're talking about.
Oh please, there was this older dude
stalking her today at school.
Hey, Kate, maybe you'll
do some Kung Fu on him.
(Brittany laughing)
Guys?
Hello?
Hello?
(wood breaking)
(Brooke screaming)
(ominous music)
(Brooke screaming)
- Did you hear that?
- What was that?
(menacing music)
Hey, guys!
(Brittany scoffing)
I thought you didn't have a stalker.
Why would someone do this?
Listen, girls, I, I want
you to get in the car.
I'm gonna go find Brooke.
Since when are you the boss, bitch?
I need you to get in the
car and lock the doors.
Bitch!
(Brittany gasping)
She did not say that.
(Brittany grunting)
Brooke, Brooke!
(foreboding music)
(phone ringing)
- Hello?
- Hello?
(phone beeping)
- Maggie, is that you?
- Hello?
I can't hear you.
- Help me!
- Brooke!
(ominous music)
(Brooke grunting)
- Kate, help me, I fell, Kate.
- Oh my god.
Okay, I got you, I got
you, okay, you're okay.
Gimme your other arm.
(Brooke grunting)
Help me (whimpering).
Oh my god!
(Maggie yelling)
You don't have a fake ID?
- Well, well, well-
- Just shut up.
I told you not to talk.
Holy shit.
- What?
It's that stalker guy.
Come on.
(vehicle door shutting)
Really?
(vehicle door shutting)
(Tommy scoffing)
Do I know you?
You were that guy
that was harassing Kate
in the parking lot.
We all saw you.
Kate, oh yeah, Kate.
You seen her?
You're the stalker.
Why would I tell you?
No, I, I'm one of Kate's friends.
I just need to find her.
Look.
I need your help.
- Where are they?
- I don't know.
But I'm getting really freaked out.
God.
Oh my god.
We don't have the keys.
Lock the doors.
Okay.
(mechanisms locking)
Okay, what do we do?
Um.
Why is it so foggy in here?
Don't know.
You're breathing too much or something.
I'm breathing too much?
Yeah, stop breathing so much.
Oh my god.
(ominous music)
Oh my god.
Did you see that?
No, I was too busy breathing, Brittany.
(Lauren gasping)
This has gotta be a prank.
This is way too freaky.
You think it's a prank?
(Brittany shrieking)
Oh my god.
I don't know what-
What was that?
[Brittany] The fuck is going on.
(Ronny moaning and chuckling)
(ominous music continues)
Lauren, Run!
(taser buzzing)
(Lauren and Brittany screaming)
(taser buzzing)
(Brittany screaming)
(ominous music intensifying)
(Lauren grunting)
(Lauren yelling)
(Lauren grunting)
(wood creaking)
(man chuckling)
(taser buzzing)
[Ray Ray] Anyone seen the razor?
(footsteps approaching)
(women screaming)
Boring.
Mm.
Love your taste.
- Ray Ray.
- Huh?
(door shutting)
(women screaming)
[Woman] Please don't hurt me.
(taser buzzing)
(Ray Ray and Ronny chuckling)
Please don't hurt me.
Please don't hurt, please.
Oh my god.
Oh my god.
(women yelling)
(women screaming)
[Brooke] Get off me, help.
No, help me.
Help me.
(women screaming)
[Ronny] Ray Ray.
(taser buzzing)
Let's go, let's go.
I can't breathe.
(upbeat music)
- Dude, the road.
- Whoa.
Sweet, that was awesome.
- Oh, brother.
[Boss] Grab something to eat.
(liquid pouring)
[Tyler] This must be the spot.
(vehicle doors closing)
(wood creaking)
(women shrieking)
[Ronny] That one.
[Jen] Please stop.
Jen!
(Jen sobbing)
Help me!
(Jen screaming)
(door shutting)
What are they gonna do to her?
[Maggie] Give me a Bobby pin.
Uh huh.
Oh my god, you're that cheerleader.
They were talking about you on TV tonight.
What are you doing?
(women sobbing)
Come on relax, shh, now run.
Run.
- I can't, I can't.
Lauren, you can do it.
Lauren, get help, okay?
Get help!
Go!
(Brooke sobbing)
(taser buzzing)
(Maggie screaming)
Oh now you're in trouble!
(women sobbing and screaming)
Hey, where, where's the shuttle?
This is creepy, man.
Hey, I wanna go see some action.
You kidding me?
(foreboding music)
Bobby.
(defiant music)
Okay so, where are they?
Chill out, man.
They're around here somewhere.
We'll find 'em.
Who wants a shot?
Poison?
(women screaming)
[Ronny] Ray Ray!
(door shutting)
(chain rattling)
Oh my god.
What is that?
(ominous music)
(women screaming)
I wanna go home.
(foreboding music)
(Lauren panting)
(wood creaking)
(Lauren grunting)
(ominous music)
(Lauren gasping)
(Lauren whimpering)
(wood creaking)
(woman whimpering)
(menacing music)
(woman whimpering)
[Woman] Help me.
(woman whimpering)
Shh, shh, shh.
(Bobby grunting)
Hoo.
(Ronny groaning and chuckling)
(woman whimpering)
(Ronny imitating her)
(ominous music)
Where are you?
Bobby?
(woman sobbing)
(woman screaming)
Shh.
(upbeat music)
I don't see them.
Hey, Brandon.
You seen Brooke or Brit?
No.
- Hey, what?, what?, what? -
- Hey, it's r-r-r-Randy.
Shut up, Jake.
Just tell me, have you seen my friends?
No.
Why would he need to
look for your friends
when he has both of us?
Listen, you little bitch,
I'll kick your freshman ass-
Oh yeah, I'd like to see you try, you.
- Whoa.
- Wow.
Get her.
(crowd whooping)
That's enough.
Let her go!
- Get off.
Put me down.
We haven't seen your friends!
(Lauren whimpering and panting)
(foreboding music)
(vehicle approaching)
(pensive music)
- Are you okay?
- I can't breathe.
Please, I need help.
(Lauren hyperventilating)
(passenger speaking foreign language)
(ominous music)
(Tyler panting)
(vehicle accelerating)
(Lauren shrieking)
(unsettling music)
(vehicle door opening)
Let me go!
- What do you wanna do?
- Put him in the trunk.
You're not going anywhere.
Aw, Jesus.
[Boss] Now let's get this thing started.
(lively music)
This is ridiculous.
You sure they were coming here?
Yeah, man.
It's messed up, I don't
know where they are.
Well, let's get you some fresh air.
All right, come on.
Check and see if they called.
Sit down right here.
(Tina chuckling)
Okay.
Please hold these for me, thank you.
I'm starting to sound like Randy (laughs).
Nope.
What's this?
That, that's the map.
Map.
- Randy, give me your map.
This isn't the same party.
Yes, it is, silly.
It's supposed to be a secret map.
And this is a whole town over.
This is a totally different party.
Same rave, different directions.
These are two totally different maps.
You're so cute.
(Tina gigging)
I'm going over there.
Randy, you're coming with me.
Hey, where are you going?
Randy, come on!
Hey man, it's Tommy.
- Tommy, what's up?
There's a huge rave
going on, alcohol, drugs,
sex, you name it.
Let me give you the address.
Are you ready?
- Yeah.
It's 55 Elm Road in Easton.
On my way.
Are you a c-c-c-cop?
(wood creaking)
(Brooke whimpering)
(ominous music)
(Lauren gasping)
Tyler?
(Brittany hyperventilating)
(Maggie screaming)
(taser buzzing)
(Brittany sobbing)
No, don't kill her!
No.
(sirens sounding)
(party-goers clamoring)
This is why I don't have any children.
[Boss] Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to Fight Night.
(crowd applauding)
You're about experience something
you've never seen before.
(menacing music)
Two go in the ring, only
one comes out alive.
(taser buzzing)
(Maggie yelling)
Make sure all bets are in.
And let the games begin.
Ha!
We need to work together.
Oh, what do you think about
that, ladies and gentlemen?
That's why she's 4-0.
(crowd whooping)
Get in there.
Aw, this contender's
got some fight in her.
(hands slapping)
(taser buzzing)
(women grunting)
Meow, meow.
(crowd whooping)
(foreboding music)
I don't wanna hurt you.
I'm dying to kill you.
Ray Ray, knife.
(Maggie screaming)
Oh!
(Ray Ray snickering)
(foreboding music intensifying)
(ring girl panting)
(crowd whooping)
No, no!
[Boss] How's that for a show?
Let's hear it for our new champ.
(crowd cheering)
Let's change her up.
Woo-hoo.
Oh meat.
(Maggie whimpering)
Well, well, well, well, well, well.
We won't be needing this anymore.
So, you're the new champion.
How's that feel?
Ray Ray, go get the other girl ready.
(Ray Ray grunting)
(janitor humming)
(Maggie whimpering)
(Tyler gagging and grunting)
Tyler!
(Tyler grunting)
Lauren.
I'm right here, Tyler.
Lauren.
(Tyler grunting)
My legs.
Tyler, are you okay?
Look at me.
It's my legs, I think they're busted.
(Brooke sobbing)
Please try to get us outta here.
I, I, I don't know.
Come on, Tyler.
(Tyler grunting)
(vehicle approaching)
(foreboding music)
[Randy] Hey, maybe we
should just wait here.
Whoa.
[Tommy] I have no idea.
(crowd whooping)
Yep, we got a newbie.
Look at her, she's very sad.
(Ray Ray drowned out by crowd)
[Ronny] Get your bets in.
(newbie screaming)
[Newbie] Please, somebody help me!
Yeah, huh?
Uh-oh, hold on.
Do you like to fight?
Huh, huh?
Yeah?
(crowd whooping)
(electricity buzzing)
(Maggie yelling)
Just stick with me!
Get off me!
No.
Brittany, no!
(women screaming)
(crowd yelling)
(women screaming)
Hey, Ray Ray.
(metal clinking)
(crowd whooping)
Only one of you's coming
outta that ring, girls.
(electricity buzzing)
(women screaming)
(ominous music)
No, put it down.
Come on.
No.
Brittany.
(crowd whooping)
Come on, come on, get her now.
Kill her.
Just play dead.
(crowd whooping)
(Maggie screaming)
She's dead (cackles).
(women whimpering)
You got it, you got it.
(Tyler coughing)
Oh, Tyler.
Oh, Tyler, I'm so sorry.
(crowd whooping)
Let's hear it again.
(crowd whooping)
The champ.
Go get us another one, Ronny.
A fighter this time.
Hurry back now.
(Lauren crying)
Are you okay?
I can't, I can't feel my legs.
Tyler, I'm so sorry.
- Please, hurry.
- Don't leave us, please.
We're gonna get out of here, okay?
Get back.
(metal banging)
[Ronny] Ray Ray?
(Tyler grunting)
(door opening)
(Ronny yelling)
(Lauren grunting)
(Ronny yelling)
(women whimpering)
[Ronny] Oh, you're dead.
(women whimpering)
Come on, Lauren, we have to go!
- I'm not leaving Tyler.
- Lauren, go.
I'm not leaving you.
You guys go!
Go.
- Go, go.
[Lauren] I'm not leaving you.
(door opening)
(vehicle approaching)
[Boss] We've got
company, turn on the fence.
(electricity hissing)
W-W-What now?
(Jen screaming)
What was that?
(ominous music)
Stop!
(electricity hissing)
(Jen screaming)
- Jen?
- Get away from the fence,
I'm coming through.
(engine starting)
(metal breaking)
(electricity hissing)
Ah, great!
(air hissing)
(foreboding music)
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Sit up, sit up.
(Jen whimpering)
You okay, you okay?
- Who are you?
- I'm Randy.
[Tommy] Everybody in the car, now!
[Friend] Let's pick her up.
- Get her in.
- Detective Biggs, it's Tommy.
Yeah, we haven't found Maggie yet.
We're all the way at the end of Ivy Road.
And number of perps unknown.
Send back-up ASAP.
Copy that, sir.
- Can we go?
- Front tire's trashed.
[Randy] Of course it is.
Okay, girls, anybody see Maggie?
- Who's that?
- Kate, Kate!
Have you seen Kate?
- Yeah, Kate.
- Kate, yeah.
- Okay, what do we do?
- Take these.
Right.
- What is going on?
- Listen.
Can you swing one of these?
[Brooke] Gimme that!
(women whimpering)
What are you doing?
No, no, no, it's okay,
it's okay, it's okay.
I'm a cop, relax, okay?
You're gonna stay here.
Police are coming, they're on their way.
They'll be here soon, okay?
I promise.
- No, no, no.
- Relax.
- Don't leave us,
don't leave us.
- They'll be here.
Okay?
Randy, you're coming with me.
Stay close.
(women whimpering)
Be careful, okay?
Off the ropes, back,
everybody, back to your seats.
Off the ropes!
You, off, back!
Everybody.
(Maggie screaming)
(exciting music)
(Boss groaning)
[Boss] Dammit.
(foreboding music)
Randy, stay behind me.
(crowd whooping)
(wood creaking)
[Audience Member] Yeah, let's go, woo.
(case locking)
(crowd whooping)
[Janitor] You wanna fight?
Come on, up on your feet.
Come on.
(crowd whooping)
(wood creaking)
[Boss] Hello, Brittany.
Mr. Reed?
Mr. Reed.
(pensive music)
Thank god you're here.
You gotta get me outta here.
(crowd whooping)
(weapon firing)
Police!
Drop the weapon now.
I said, put it down.
I say no.
(weapon firing)
(crowd clamoring)
(foreboding music)
Oh no, no.
Please help me.
(Mr. Reed grunting)
(ominous music)
(Ray Ray yelling)
(women screaming)
(Ray Ray yelling)
(Brooke grunting)
[Brittany] Help me!
(Brittany sobbing)
- Drop the gun.
- Police, drop the knife.
You want me to cut her?
(Brittany sobbing)
All right, kick it over here.
(Brittany screaming)
All right, you, let's go.
Front seat!
(Brittany screaming)
Get in.
- No.
Get in.
(Brittany sobbing)
You never were a good student.
Back up.
(menacing music)
(engine starting)
(Tommy grunting)
- Hey.
- Out!
Don't even think about it.
You're not gonna get away with this.
(Mr. Reed exhaling sharply)
(ominous music)
(engine starting)
Why are you doing this?
You're a teacher.
You taught these kids at school.
Teacher (chuckles).
Geez, for $35,000 a year (laughs).
I worked, and I sweated, and I toiled
for everything that I have.
Look where it's got me.
A teacher of the month
certificate of merit.
Do you know that I have made $950,000.
While some of the richest,
and yes, I am talking about
pillars of the community
here, fine examples
for the young people to
follow, I mean the banker,
the parish priest (laughs).
The obstetrician that
delivered most of these girls
was there tonight.
That's fine examples, don't you think?
$5,000 a pop.
I suppose I'm gonna
have to transfer schools
and set up shop somewhere else.
(foreboding music)
Prince Charming coming to save you?
(exciting music)
(siren sounding)
(car hood banging)
(foreboding music)
Hey.
(Lauren gasping)
It's okay, is there anybody else in here?
[Lauren] Only him.
(ominous music)
(tires squealing)
It's a cat and mouse game, sweetheart.
(tires squealing)
I'm just not your average mouse.
(metal scraping)
(Mr. Reed chuckling)
You really are a nutcase.
(taser buzzing)
(Mr. Reed yelling)
(Maggie yelling)
(wood breaking)
(water splashing)
Brittany.
Maggie!
Wait!
Do not go in the water!
- I have to.
- Stay on the side!
[Maggie] I have to.
Brittany.
Find her, please.
(water splashing)
I can't find the car.
Ah, it's too deep.
No.
Tommy.
Oh my god.
(sorrowful, dramatic music)
I'm so sorry.
Tommy.
(sinister music)