Last the Night (2022) Movie Script

(upbeat dramatic music)
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[Miguel] George
Washington was a bitch.
(soft suspenseful music)
Hey, guys, can we not
degrade the president,
the first president
of the United States?
Like a straight up bitch.
(students laughing)
Miguel, language.
Sorry, Mr. Dunbar.
(sighs) All right,
you obviously have pretty
strong views on Washington,
as you should, as
you have a right to.
Can someone share
their thoughts on that?
Slaves, duh.
Slaves, good.
Slaves are good?
Miguel, I obviously
wasn't saying
that slavery was good.
Go ahead, Sadie.
- What?
You were talking
about Washington.
Oh, well, I mean, he had slaves,
and I mean, yeah, he did
all these great things
like he killed British people
and he made more dirt
roads or whatever,
but slaves cut down the
trees to make the roads.
He didn't pay them.
And that's deforestation,
like the rainforests in Brazil.
It's really bad.
Didn't he also bang
a few of his slaves?
No, that was John F. Kennedy.
That wasn't JF... (sighs)
Guys, I think,
I think if we can
look at Washington
through the prism of
being a fallible human,
like a lot of our
historical figures,
they weren't superheroes.
These were people.
They were, they were messy
and they were complicated,
but I think if we look
at his accomplishments
with his flaws,
I think that we can all relate
to Washington a little more.
(phone buttons clicking)
I don't know. Still
seems like a bitch.
(students laughing)
All right, let's
wrap it up, okay?
Do me a favor, get your
essays in my Drop box
tomorrow by 5:00 PM
(phone buttons clicking)
or I'm docking you guys
10 points per day, okay?
(computer chimes)
(soft music)
(water splashing)
(soft music continues)
(car engine humming)
- Sorry I'm late.
- [John] Hey, it's okay.
You texted me. It's fine.
I had a meeting run over.
My boss was rambling, so.
It's okay. Thank
you for bringing her.
Hi, Daddy!
[John] Hi, baby!
She's with me all day now.
- Yeah?
- Because of preschool, yeah.
What happened?
Did they quarantine?
No, precautionary
for a couple of weeks
till the numbers go down,
which is fine.
- Oh.
Look, we're violating the order
by me even being here,
but I know you'd wanna see her,
so now you've seen her.
- Well, thank you.
Uh, (sighs) I'm
keeping their original,
but the lawyer
says the court copy
is just fine for...
(soft music)
Where is your mask?
It's in the car.
Did you wanna put it on?
Not really.
I'm in my apartment
all day teaching.
I don't go anywhere.
Still, the optics matter.
People see you.
Okay, well, I'll take
that under advisement.
You look really good.
I mean, your eyes
do, your forehead.
You got a haircut.
I can tell that.
How has teaching been?
Um, it's been all right.
Challenging. I'm
getting through it.
Oh, hey, come here for a second.
I brought you this.
You left it when you picked
up your last few boxes.
Well, I can't fit in my
car. Can you disassemble it?
I can, not fast.
I can just bring it by.
- No.
[John] I don't even
have to come inside
if you-
- No, it's not a good idea.
Why isn't it a good idea?
You know why.
So is he like, is
he parked in my space?
No, he is parked in what
is now my extra space.
(John sighs)
You call the therapist yet?
Fuck you, Kim.
Nice. Nice, you know what?
- Hmm?
- Keep the bike, sell it.
Whatever you want.
That's it, then.
Say bye to Daddy.
Bye, baby. I love you.
I love you.
(soft somber music)
(John sighs)
(engine cranks)
(buttons clicking)
(doorknob thuds)
What are you doing?
Mm, well, there was
an outbreak on campus.
They sent us all home.
Well, you have to get tested.
No, it was a night custodian.
All of us in the
counseling office
aren't on his rotation.
So what did they
do with the school?
(sighs) They wanna play it safe,
so they shut it down.
It's gonna be a ghost town
for at least a few weeks.
It looks like you're
stuck with me.
Oh, the horror.
(Nadine laughs)
I've got two more
bags in the car.
Mind taking a break
from your busy studies
and grabbing them?
I gotcha.
(soft suspenseful music)
(John breathing heavily)
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(John breathing heavily)
(John sighs)
(John breathing heavily)
(moves to soft dramatic music)
(phone chiming musically)
(cans rattling)
Yeah. (sighs)
(groans) Yeah, no, I'm fine.
I'm fine, just having some
technical issues over here.
I'm logging on now.
Yeah. Fuck.
Huh? No, no, no, I'm...
I, uh, I understand
that the parents
are calling you nonstop
right now, I get it.
I also understand that you
have better things to be
doing during a pandemic.
I'm not fucking stupid.
(John sighs)
Listen, the last time
I checked, I'm a,
I was a history teacher,
not a fucking IT guy, okay?
I'm doing the best
that I can here.
If it's not good enough for you,
you call my union rep.
(phone beeps)
(phone bangs)
(soft suspenseful music)
(computer chimes)
Hey everybody, sorry.
I'm sorry that I'm late.
Um, a little technical issue.
Uh, let's turn to page 248.
(drawer rattling)
(soft suspenseful music)
(John sighs)
(John groans)
(moves to soft ominous music)
Gee, you want tech
support, motherfucker, huh?
Yeah? Did you reboot it?
Did you, did you restart it?
Did you fucking restart it, huh?
(John inhales sharply)
(soft dramatic music)
(gun clicking)
(gun clatters)
I fucking wanna get COVID.
I'm serious. I'll kick its ass.
It's the invisibles
diatribe again?
I am, I placed third in
the last MMA tournament,
in case anyone forgot.
Yeah, you're a black
belt in douche bag.
Every night before
I fall asleep,
I seriously think why
don't break up with you.
[Miguel] I bet that's not
all you think about in bed.
Ugh. Thanks for
getting my burger.
I'll get you back next time.
It's fine. Don't
worry about it.
Aah, I'm gonna
fucking die of boredom
before I die of COVID.
(Sadie laughs)
You know what we should do?
Throw a party, get fucked up.
Where? Everyone's
home, parents too.
There's the old
warehouse on 18th.
It has a security guard.
[Miguel] How do you know?
I take walks with
my mom at night.
I always see a security
guard out there texting.
(sighs) What other buildings
are empty 'cause of COVID?
Yeah, but schools have
like maintenance men there.
Actually, no, they don't.
At least not ours.
They shut it down.
What are you talking about?
My mom said some
janitor caught the virus,
so they're not take any chances.
So what, is totally empty?
It's school, guys.
It's not a rave venue.
That's why it's perfect.
If there was just
an outbreak there,
then no one's gonna
go near that place
for at least a few days.
This shit's like radioactive.
That's hardly a
compelling argument
for us to go ourselves.
Trevor, did you sell
your paintball guns yet?
Not yet.
There we go!
We'll get drunk and tag up
the school with pellets.
That's stupid.
Oh, come on.
They closed the paintball
park since the pandemic.
I know you miss going.
It's like the only loser
thing you're good at.
Thanks pal.
I mean, you have to
impress Sadie with something.
Don't be an asshole.
No, I, I think it could be fun.
We should do it.
- (sighs) I don't know.
My mom works in the
counseling office.
It could mess with her
job if we get caught.
We're not gonna get caught.
And if someone shows up,
we'll just go out a
side door or something.
We can outrun any
old-ass janitor, right?
Now, I know you're in.
Are you in?
Only if Trevor is in.
This pussy's in.
[Sadie And Genesis] Hey!
[Man In Mask] Hey, why
aren't you wearing your masks?
We're good, bro.
It's just like study pods,
a little herd immunity here.
[Man In Mask] You
should wear your masks.
I'm safe, dog. I promise.
I wear a condom at least
like half the time.
(Trevor laughs)
- You're gonna get your ass
kicked one of these
days with that mouth!
We're teenagers.
We're invincible.
I'm just saying, if the
British didn't have guns
and the Americans
didn't have guns,
then the militia wouldn't
have needed guns.
Right? I totally
agree, but they did.
I mean, those are the origins
of the Second Amendment.
Well, it's ridiculous.
I'm sorry. I don't know.
No, don't say that.
I like it, I like
it when you open up
with your thoughts like that,
it's, uh, it's refreshing,
it's refreshing and charming.
So I think, I think
the argument with guns
is that they were a
natural right for citizens,
(liquid sloshing)
For them to be able
to protect themselves,
to feel safe, to
feel like they have
some sort of control
of their future.
Do you own one?
(soft music)
I don't think my, uh,
my feelings or my hobbies
should intermingle with
our class discussions.
That's a yes.
(students laughing)
I think the amendment was
to protect citizens
from everyone.
You know, governments,
governments were
not always honest
and the most well-intentioned
with their countrymen.
Hello? Gender-neutral.
Country-people, please.
Thank you, Genesis.
I don't know.
Stop saying you don't know.
Tell us what you think.
I just don't wanna
get shot, right?
One thing about the pandemic,
at least you don't have to hear
about a school getting
shot up every month.
That's one thing you
don't have to worry about.
That's a good point.
That is a good point.
You know, I don't always
agree with your opinions,
but they're, they're always
really well thought out,
they're, they're salient.
All right, should we head
to our breakout boxes now?
(computer chimes)
(computer chirps)
[Miguel] What about 10:00 PM?
Later, my dad will be downstairs
until at least
11:30 watching TV.
Sadie, can you come over?
Yeah, my aunt's cool with it.
I'll be there around six.
Trevor, you good
for tomorrow night?
(chuckles) Yeah.
[Miguel] You gonna
bring the paintball guns?
[Trevor] I'll bring 'em, dog.
[Miguel] And what
about your mom's key?
[Trevor] What do you mean?
[Miguel] Well, we're
not gonna break windows
to get into the school
to play paintball.
We need your key.
(sighs) Dude. Come on, man.
Don't pressure him.
Look. It's fine.
I'll get 'em. I'll get 'em.
I mean, if you can't,
we can always get Sadie
to blow Mr. Dunbar for his set.
[Sadie] Miguel! You're a pig.
[Genesis] That is so
not cool you said that.
Whatever, he's always like,
"Sadie, please go on.
Sadie, please, we wanna
hear what you have to say.
Sadie, when school starts,
can you wear a shorter
skirt so I can try
and catch a glimpse
of your panties?"
(laughs) You're inappropriate.
And disgusting.
I'm joking. Right, Trevor?
Don't involve me.
[Genesis] You're an asshole.
I'm sorry. I'm joking.
I'm joking, Sades,
but not about him.
The dude's a fucking weirdo
who certainly jacks off
to what you look like
clothed, much less naked.
[Sadie] Okay, you need to stop.
[Miguel] Oh, he's not a creep?
He's gross, but
that's not the point.
The point is you're
being a dick,
and you need to stop.
- His wife left him.
- What?
Yeah, my mom told me he's
going through a divorce.
I guess he's got rage issues.
I mean, we never knew
'cause we didn't have
a class with him,
but supposedly he went nuts
on a teacher's aid that
came in high last year.
Are you serious?
[Miguel] But what
did dumb-ass Dunbar do?
I don't know. I know
he got written up for it.
I think the charge is
still pending, though.
There it is.
The dude's a fucking
psycho. Mystery solved.
- Don't be-
- What?
No, Sadie. Please continue.
I'm just saying he seems okay.
He's just sad.
We all go through
hard times sometimes.
Oh, you wanna fuck him?
Miguel, I'm dead serious,
you want a hand job
before summer break,
it's gonna be a miracle.
(laughs) Fine.
Next up, please.
You know what?
You're right, Miguel.
Fuck that fool, man.
That's what I'm saying.
No, fuck how he talks to Sadie.
It's messed up.
I don't give a damn that
he's having marital problems.
Maybe his wife
left his loser ass
because she knows he like
to fuck with the students.
Don't be a creep and shit
won't happen like that.
It's karma.
(laughs) Heard that.
(sighs) Yeah,
he's fucking creepy.
You know, if we
go back to school,
I might just lie and
say he touched me
if he makes me
feel uncomfortable.
Whoa, you guys are more
coldblooded than me. Damn!
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft ominous music)
(footsteps crunching)
(John breathing heavily)
(dog barking)
(car engine revving)
[Man] What the fuck is this?
Oh, come on, dude. Really?
Dude, come on man. Move over.
What the fuck, dude?
Seriously, man.
(horn honks)
Fucking move over.
(horn honking)
(hand thuds)
What the fuck, man?
Dude, what the fuck, man?
- Pedestrians have
the right of way.
Oh yeah, you gonna
fucking hit my car,
you fucking pedestrian?
- Okay. I'm sorry
that I hit your car, okay?
- Yeah, yeah,
you are fucking sorry, man.
I'm fucking jogging because
I'm a little stressed out.
Right, listen, I don't give
a shit about your stress.
You don't hit my
car, you understand?
I understand, yeah.
What the fuck? Dude!
(man thudding)
- Fuck you, shithead!
- Fuck you!
Dude, what the fuck?
- Fuck you, Florida bitch!
- What the f-
(both groaning)
(both panting)
[Man] Oh, oh, oh shit.
What are you fucking-
Hey. (breathing heavily)
Listen, Nobody's gonna
fucking come here
and help you, okay?
So, you go fuck yourself.
(foot thuds)
(man groans)
(soft tense music)
(soft tense music fades)
Mr. Dunbar?
What do you think?
About what?
The internet connection was,
uh, was not great.
I didn't, I didn't
hear what you said.
I was talking about
when Washington died,
the dilemma the country was in.
What dilemma?
I mean, I don't know.
Don't say you don't know, Sadie.
Come on. Tell us, tell
us what you think.
It seems he was
a soldier at heart.
Maybe not the smartest
guy in the room,
but the most capable.
I mean, maybe
that's what it takes
to be a strong leader.
He never thought that he
was smarter than he was.
He seemed grateful, even simple.
(sigh) Grateful for what?
For the hope of what things
could be for the country.
So you're saying that he
knew his place in history?
Exactly, he died
knowing he made his mark.
His hubris wasn't such
that he needed to be king.
Yeah, yeah.
I totally agree with that.
(Miguel imitates lips smacking)
(students laughing)
All right, that's enough.
Thank you. Thank you, Sadie.
And everyone have
a good weekend.
(computer chimes)
(upbeat dramatic music)
(gun clicking)
(gun clicking)
(upbeat dramatic
music continues)
(gun clicks)
(gun clicks)
(upbeat dramatic music fades)
(doorbell chimes)
[Man On TV] That
a way, that a way,
that a way, that
a way, that a way!
You gonna get that?
It's your door.
(utensil clatters)
(laughs) Really?
Okay. All right, don't do it.
Just sit there.
I'm watching the game, dammit.
Yeah? Yeah?
(crickets chirping)
(soft ominous music)
(soft dramatic music)
(Kim sighs)
(soft dramatic music continues)
Is everything okay?
No, not at all.
Go inside.
(soft ominous music)
[Miguel] I can't
believe I'm saying this,
but I kinda miss this place.
(light radio music)
[Genesis] Wait,
the lights are on.
Trevor, are you
sure no one's here?
Um, that's what my mom said.
(light radio music continues)
- See something? That's-
- Guys-
- That's, that's a cart.
- Guys.
- Let's go. Go, go.
- Sh, sh.
(dramatic music)
What are you doing?
He'll move back around.
We don't have time to run.
Come on!
- Fuck.
- Come on!
- Fuck.
- Come o-
(laughs) Sorry.
(soft tense music)
Wasn't how you
envisioned it, huh?
(Trevor laughs)
- Let's go.
- Okay.
(soft dramatic music)
(soft dramatic music ends)
(door bangs)
(doors squeak)
(doors bang)
(light radio music)
(crickets chirping)
(keys rattling)
(door lock clicks)
[Genesis] It's so quiet.
[Sadie] Spooky quiet.
[Genesis] Have you guys
been here when it's empty?
[Trevor] Only once
with my mom, so.
Hey guys, (loudly)
why are we whispering?
- Sh!
- Dude!
(loudly) I can't
hear you bro, what?
- Oh, my god.
- Sh!
- Sh!
- Sh!
- Cock!
- Dude!
Cock, fuck, big,
hairy nutsack, queef!
- Sh!
- Shut the fuck up!
- Sh!
- Don't sh me.
Fine, because no one's here.
No one's here, are you?
- Dude!
Is anyone here?
I don't think anyone is here.
[Sadie] We're all
alone, motherfuckers!
I think we run this bitch!
(Sadie and Miguel yelling)
(Genesis yelling)
- Yes!
- Yeah!
- Whoo!
- Whoo!
- Whoo!
(Genesis laughs)
- Yeah!
- Whoo!
- Ah!
Ah, ah, ah.
- Get up!
And then that little
rat-faced sophomore
had the nerve to tell me,
the best actress that
they have in drama club,
that I was stepping
on her lines.
I mean, I'm the goddamn lead.
I can step on your lines
if I want to, cunt.
Ugh. I'm totally
with you, baby.
You're the star.
Such a good listener. Oop!
Does that mean we can have
sex tonight? (liquid splashing)
You know what we haven't done?
I can guess.
Can you?
Are we talking around
the parameters of an orgy?
Gross. Do not include me.
We have never taken
a shower together.
(light upbeat music)
(Trevor and Sadie laughing)
(water hissing)
(Genesis exclaims)
(Genesis laughs)
(light upbeat music continues)
You need a refill?
I've still got
three-fourths of a cup.
I, I wasn't trying
to get you drunk
(laughs) Is it bad if
I say I'm disappointed?
(water hissing continues)
Dude, did I ever
tell you guys the time
that I cut oceanography
and snuck in here
to catch a glimpse of
fifth-period girls changing?
There are so many hot girls
in fifth period, right, right?
Okay, so anyway, it was
like raining that day
so no one got dressed.
So I'm like hiding
in here waiting
and no one shows up.
But then when I try and leave,
Ms. Bishop comes in to use
the PE coaches bathroom.
And I'm like, "Okay,
what can I do now?
Maybe I can catch a
glimpse of her vag, right?"
But then, all I end up doing
is smelling our
Spanish teacher's shit.
(Trevor chuckles)
Did I ever tell you
guys that story?
Okay. Okay, I get it.
You know what?
It's not the size of the whale,
it's the speed of the dolphin.
(Sadie laughs)
- (laughs) What?
[Miguel] You know
what I'm talking about?
- No, I don't.
- You're crazy.
- Yeah, you do.
- No, I don't.
- Yeah, you do.
- Bye!
(both laughing)
You were saying?
Was I?
I don't even know.
(laughs) Cheers.
To dolphins. (laughs)
- No.
(Sadie laughs)
Did you guys know that I
was Lady Macbeth in 8th grade?
The school let us use this stage
for our opening night.
Do you remember it?
That night?
No, her monologue.
Hmm, some of it.
Hmm. You should
perform it for us.
(Trevor and Genesis laughing)
- Here?
- Yeah.
- (scoffs) Come on.
- Come on.
- Please. I wanna see it.
- Me too.
(scoffs) No.
- Come on. I wanna hear it.
- Come on.
Come on.
[Sadie And Trevor]
Genesis, Genesis,
Genesis, Genesis, Genesis, whoo!
[Trevor] Let's get it.
(soft suspenseful music)
(Genesis coughs)
Come to my women's breasts
and take my milk for gall,
you murdering ministers.
Wherever in your
sightless substances,
you wait on nature's mischief.
Come, thick night, and pall thee
in the dunnest smoke of hell
that my keen knife see
not the wound it makes,
nor heaven peep
through the blanket
of the dark, to cry...
(light switch thuds)
(scoffs) Fuck you, Miguel!
I thought I was good.
And turn that light
off, you idiot.
Miguel! You're an asshole.
Why am I an asshole?
(hands clapping)
So good. Really,
really impressive.
Trevor, I wouldn't
run if I were you.
I've already seen your faces.
Plus, I know you guys,
so, uh, I'm pretty
sure I could give
a pretty detailed description
of who you are to the police.
Oh, sorry. Hold on.
- Fuck!
- God!
(camera shutter clicking)
- Turn around.
(camera shutter clicking)
Oh, that's a good one.
(camera shutter clicking)
Oh, that's good.
See this, this,
school's not gonna think
that I doctored these. (laughs)
All right.
How are you guys
doing? You good?
Okay, the only other question
that I have for you is,
do you have pellets for this?
(soft dramatic music)
You guys don't want me to play?
- Are you serious, Mr. Dunbar?
- I'm totally serious.
This is gonna be fun.
I'm not gonna turn you
guys in. I swear I'm not.
That's not, that's not the
kind of person that I am.
I won't.
What do you, what
do you wanna do?
I just wanna play.
That's all I wanna do.
I just wanna play.
Come on, what do you guys think,
you were the only ones that
were bored out of your minds
at home during this
fucking pandemic?
(claps hands) Let's do this.
(soft ominous music)
Okay, so let's get
these all loaded up.
We'll do two teams.
We'll start at different
positions at the school.
Trevor, these are all your guns?
How often do you play?
(whispers) I have a
season pass to Paint World.
I'm sorry, you have a
season passed to what?
I have a season
pass to Paint World.
You have a season pass
to Paint World. Wow.
(students laugh)
And you lay in bed at night
wondering why you're
struggling with girls.
- Oh, shit. (laughs)
- I'm kidding.
I'm just busting your balls.
But seriously, you're
gonna be a rock star
'cause you're gonna have
two women on your team.
Miguel, you're coming with me.
Wait, why am I on your team?
Because I'm
clearly the best shot
and you are the weakest link.
Okay, who are you
calling a weak link?
No offense, man. No offense.
I just, I play this all
the time, all right?
I have a, I have a sixth sense.
I can tell by
looking at somebody,
whether they're good or not,
and you don't look
like you could
hit a barn with a shotgun.
Am I, am I right, Trevor?
We did play for my
birthday last year, yeah.
What? You suck.
Shut up.
(girls laughing)
- It's true.
Very good. Okay, so
here's the rules, okay?
The rules of the game:
no head shots, no chest
shots, arms and legs.
If you get hit in
the leg, you limp.
If you run full out,
you're disqualified,
you're cheating, okay?
Three shots total and your out.
Ah, this is gonna be so dope.
This is gonna be so dope.
One more thing
though, don't hate me.
All right, guys.
Phones in. Let's do it.
All right? Come on.
[Miguel] What?
We have to do it. Come on.
It's, I don't want people
signaling each other
while we're playing.
No, I'm not giving you my phone.
Can we promise not to?
Yeah, we'll like
give you our word.
Your word, really?
I, you know that
I've been teaching
for almost two decades.
A 17 year old's word
means about as much
as the principal's word,
which is not at all.
So put your phones
in the locker.
I mean, he's right.
I mean, I've played with guys
who've signaled their
team members all the time.
It's kind of hard not to
when you're pinned
down and desperate.
'Cause he has a point.
Expert analysis.
Thank you very much.
Extra points this
semester, for sure.
For real?
Guys, come on. I'm
really, I'm a nice guy.
I'm cool, and this is like,
this is a time machine for me
with you guys right
now doing this.
This is amazing.
Don't think that I'm so old
that I don't remember
what it was like
to be your age, because I do.
Come on, level playing
field. Let's do this.
I, I'm in as well.
Come on, give me your phones.
Thank you.
Give me your phone. Come on.
Genesis, come on.
Thank you.
(door slams)
(soft suspenseful music)
The game demands a strong
willingness for teamwork.
The game demands
strategic thinking.
The game, ladies and gentlemen,
is capture the flag,
located in the perfect midpoint.
We start on opposite
ends of the school.
Sadie, Trevor, and Genesis,
you take up position
at the south entrance.
Miguel and myself will start
on the edge of the east
wing. Hey, you do me a favor,
when you see that
clock hit 10:00,
it's go time, all right?
That's the green light.
Well, what do we do then?
Just follow me.
Watch the firework. Here.
You're out.
(metal object clanging)
(soft suspenseful music fades)
So look, we're three,
we have the advantage.
I'll run point.
I'll signal you guys forward,
you sweep the perimeter.
English, nerd.
Look around and make
sure no one is there
and wave me forward.
We'll stop at the
locker on the way.
Um it's not the best cover,
but it's better
than nothing, so.
You are way too into this.
(Sadie laughs)
Have you ever been
shot by a pellet?
I have. It doesn't feel
like a water balloon.
Water balloons hurt.
(Sadie laughs)
Here we go. Come on.
Come on.
(sighs) That's it.
(soft dramatic music)
The flag's right there
inside the office.
Wait here.
(soft suspenseful
music continues)
What are we waiting for?
- (whispering) Wait!
- What?
Is he there?
He's right by the soda machine.
(sighs) So he beat us.
Only one way to find out.
When he takes me out,
there'll be a moment
where he's focused only on me.
I'll obscure a path.
That doesn't make sense.
It does. He's
sacrificing himself.
- Are you sure that'll work?
- Not at all.
Look, chances are
one or both of you
will be able to run with me.
It's the only strategy we have.
Okay, but-
Look, on three.
One, two, three.
(gun banging)
(Trevor exclaims)
(Trevor groans)
Oh, snap!
(gun clicks)
(gun clicking)
(gun bangs)
Ah! Motherfucker!
(gun banging)
(Trevor breathing heavily)
(gun banging)
(Genesis exclaims)
(Genesis thuds)
Okay, well, it looks like
I chose the wrong teammate.
Did you see me in the
mirror over there?
(grunts) Yeah?
- Yeah.
Tactical skills on point.
Should bode well
for your future.
You guys ready to
go for round two?
Shouldn't we take a second
to like clean off and regroup?
No, no.
We, we don't wanna be here
for more than one or two hours
because that security guard
might loop back around again.
You know what though?
I do wanna change up the teams.
Sadie, do you
wanna come with me?
(Miguel laughs)
What, did I say
something that was funny?
No, not at all,
Mr. Dunbar. (laughs)
Why do you want
her on your team?
Well, Trevor two things,
first, she's really great
at taking direction.
And as you were all
painfully aware of
in this last round,
my current teammate is not.
[Trevor] And the second?
And the second is, and
you guys should know this,
I have a massive,
massive crush on her.
What? What, did I say something?
Mr. Dunbar,
that's really weird.
Why is that really
weird, Genesis?
But I'm just parroting a rumor
that I heard from some
students at school.
What are you talking about?
I was in your Zoom meeting.
I heard everything
you guys said.
I, I heard you guys even talking
about coming here tonight,
which is why I am here
just to have a little fun.
That stuff we said,
I mean, we didn't-
Yeah, we were kidding.
No, the thing, I don't think,
I don't think that
those were jokes.
Genesis, I think if, uh,
if the mood struck you,
that you'd, you'd turn me in.
I do.
I think that you guys would
have lied collectively
and ruined my career.
And that sucks.
Doesn't it? Doesn't that suck?
And why?
All because I showed a
little favoritism to Sadie,
or, I'm sorry, should
I say @LittleSadie888?
Mr. Dunbar, you've
got it all wrong.
We would never do anything
like that.
- I don't think that I do
have it all wrong.
I think that you have
it all wrong, Miguel.
I think that you have
it all wrong about me.
(soft tense music)
(John sighs)
(John laughs)
Your faces. You
guys are ridiculous.
I'm kidding. I'm joking.
I'm not mad. I'm not mad.
(moves to soft ominous music)
(laughs) Your faces.
I do, however, wanna fly
solo on this next round
if that's okay.
Is that okay with you guys?
Should we, say, what,
when the little hand
hits the five, game one?
That sounds good?
Yeah? All right.
(soft ominous music continues)
What the fuck was that?
Miguel, you're shaking.
You guys, I think we
should get out of here.
[Miguel] Yeah,
you think? Let's go.
Wait, what about our phones?
- Shit, shit.
- I don't care about my phone.
Okay? Let's just
get out of here.
Are you fucking high?
I'm not leaving here
without my phone.
I'm serious.
Fine. You guys
go on without us.
We'll get your phones
and we'll meet you at
the front entrance.
- Come on.
- Yeah, whatever.
Yeah, let's go.
I'll see you there.
- Jesus Christ.
- Fuck.
Why do we need our phones?
Because. It'll be okay.
[Trevor] So what
was all that about?
[Sadie] What?
He knew your Instagram handle.
So what?
- I mean your own private-
- What, Trevor?
Did you give him your
number or something?
Did I give him my phone number?
I'm asking.
No, he follows me on Instagram.
It's not a big deal.
But your page is private,
which means you had to give
him access to your page.
We have all of our pictures
on your page.
- Yes, detective. So what?
[Trevor] Did he ever DM you?
I don't know.
No, fuck that. You'd remember.
I DM a lot of people.
[Trevor] Okay.
I'm not talking about this.
I just wanna go home.
Fuck this.
(gun clatters)
(door rattling)
(soft ominous music)
[Trevor] (sighs) I think
somebody double-locked it
so no one can come
in or come out.
Let's just go out
the way we came.
(chains rattling)
- Yeah, but, hold on.
(chains rattling)
What? Metal?
It's giving me a
little bit of slack.
I, I think they were locked
by chains from the outside.
They probably are. What?
Trevor, when we came in,
there weren't chains
on the outside.
You were looking?
- No, but-
- So how would you know?
Then why won't it open?
I don't know, let's just
go back the way we came.
Come on!
[Sadie] Why don't you just
break a window then, tough guy?
[Trevor] There's no point.
There's barbed wire
on the windows.
(lock rattling)
Stop. Jesus, Gen, stop!
I need my phone!
I'm not leaving
without it. (whines)
(door bangs)
(both grunting)
(chains rattling)
- (grunts) Fucking-
- Trevor!
(Trevor grunts)
- Trevor!
Something is wrong.
Something is fucking wrong.
(soft tense music)
(moves to tense music)
(soft dramatic music)
(lock rattling)
[Miguel] Here, move.
(soft dramatic music continues)
(Miguel groaning)
Keep going.
Yeah, I am.
(grunts) I almost got it.
(metal clangs)
Mr. Dunbar?
[John] You know, that's
a pretty serious offense,
destroying school property.
(soft suspenseful music)
- Let's get out of here.
I'm not leaving.
(metal clangs)
What the fuck, man?
Dude, we're not playing anymore.
(moves to soft tense music)
(gun banging)
- What the hell, man? Stop!
Gen, let's go.
- My phone!
Forget your phone.
[Sadie] You guys, we
need to get out of here.
Yeah. I'm over this shit.
No, he locked all the doors.
(gun banging)
Dude, I'm not fucking
around anymore.
We're done playing.
[John] Really? You're
done playing paintball?
Look, someone's gonna get hurt.
And if you don't stop
shooting that thing,
it might be you.
(gun clatters)
(dramatic music)
Good. The game's over.
[John] I'd be
lying if I didn't say
I wasn't a little disappointed.
You know, Washington, he
may have been a bitch,
but I don't think
he ever surrendered.
Hey, we gotta go.
We have to get past him
to get to the west entrance.
Yo, we're leaving, man.
[John] It's a free country.
Why don't you just come out?
I just gave up my
Second Amendment right.
That's not enough?
- [Miguel] It's okay.
- What?
We have to walk right past him.
He threw his gun out.
Well, what if he
has another one?
[Miguel] I'm not staying here.
(Miguel sighs)
It's fine, he bailed.
(gun banging)
- Ah! Oh!
- Hey, what the fuck, man?
We said we were done!
- Ah! Oh!
- (gasps) Trevor,
this is not paint, oh my gosh.
- [John] Trevor!
- Oh shit, it's blood!
(gun banging)
- What the fuck?
- Shit, dude!
- Fuck!
- Get up!
- Get up!
- Come on!
(Miguel yelling)
Oh fuck, bro!
(all grunting)
Come on, go! You've got it!
(all grunting)
Keep going, keep going! Get up!
(gun banging)
(Miguel yells)
Get up!
(lights crackling)
- Come on!
- Get up!
- Come on!
- Get up!
- Get in the fucking door!
Get up!
(all grunting)
(soft ominous music)
Come on, put him here.
Put him here, come on.
(all grunting)
[Trevor] Stay there,
stay there, stay there!
[Sadie] He's bleeding bad.
- Don't say that!
- Say what?
You're talking about
me like I'm not here
and it feels like I'm
gonna fucking die!
You're not gonna die!
Look, nobody's gonna
die, man, all right?
Genesis fucking
bailed on us! Ah, fuck.
All right, help me with this.
Come on. (groans)
I'll get it. I got it.
I got it. I got it.
(soft tense music)
- This way.
- Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Okay, come on, come on.
Get up, get up.
(Miguel yells)
Get your ass up! Come on!
- Oh, fuck.
- Hold on, hold on.
(John whistling)
(soft tense music continues)
(moves to soft ominous music)
Guys, get in here!
Help me get this window open.
(Trevor and Miguel grunting)
[Trevor] Fuck, fuck, fuck!
(Miguel groans)
Oh, I'm sorry!
Come on, get up, man.
I can't. I don't
wanna die, man!
It's okay. Stop!
You're not gonna die.
This only opens a little bit.
We can't fit through here.
(all grunting)
You know what really upsets me?
That we never got to
Theodore Roosevelt in class,
who is by far, in my opinion,
our greatest president.
And I quote, "The
fool, who has not sense
to discriminate between
what is good and what is bad
is well-nigh as
dangerous as the man
who does discriminate
(dramatic music)
(loud bang)
- Daddy!
(John panting)
And yet chooses the bad.
Hey! There's
someone out there.
- What?
- Hey! Help us!
(light radio music)
No, on the podcast
that we will never do
but we should do
if we had any balls at all.
[Sadie] Hey, help us!
(knuckles tapping on glass)
- Help us!
I their I'm lightheaded.
And we don't judge,
'cause we wanna see this
thing through, right?
So we're laying on the couch,
we got the wine, and this mutt
won't leave me alone all night.
- Fuck! God.
- Come on.
So I kick it a little, you know?
Okay, I don't
wanna hurt the dog.
I kick it just a little bit,
just to say, you
know, "Let's not."
She's a little,
unhurt, unneutered dog,
gonna have sex with my dime.
(Sadie grunting)
(Miguel groaning)
I mean, what the...
Can we? Hold on a minute.
You know what? (spits)
Let me call you right
back, all right?
Yeah, let me call
you right back.
(soft ominous music)
Come on! Hey!
Help us!
[Guard] What are you
kids doing in there?
[Sadie] Help us!
- I'm lightheaded.
- Help! (cries)
[Trevor] Hey dude, hey.
Get up! Get, get!
Fucking help me, please!
(guard sighs)
Ah shit.
[Trevor] Help me Hey!
What the fuck?
[Sadie] We have to go.
We have to go now.
We're not leaving him here?
[Sadie] We have to, if we don't,
we're gonna die too, come on.
(soft dramatic music)
[Trevor] Fuck!
[Guard] Shit. What the hell?
What the fuck is this shit?
(soft tense music)
(gun clicking)
(gun bangs)
(guard thuds)
(soft dramatic music)
(light radio music)
(guard gurgling)
(guns bangs)
(Genesis breathing heavily)
(dramatic music)
- Hey!
- Hey!
We're the fuck have you been?
I was hiding.
I saw him go outside
and I couldn't get
through any of the doors.
Where's Miguel?
[Trevor] He's fucking dead.
(Genesis cries)
We have to get outta here.
(John whistling)
(soft suspenseful music)
(girls breathing heavily)
(doorknobs rattling)
(shoe squeaks)
- Ow!
(dramatic music)
- Oh!
Can you stand up?
- No, yeah, get up.
- Get up. Stand up.
Come on, get up.
(Genesis groans)
We have to get another way.
This side of campus
is all locked.
Mr. Dunbar has
been here forever.
He's gotta know all the hallway
passages and everything.
And with her hobbling,
we'll never be fast enough.
Don't even think about
fucking leaving me.
[Trevor] No, someone
has to bait him.
No. I think, I
think we all go.
I could run.
- No, no, no, no, no.
Stop helping her.
- Trevor!
Look, I'll lure
him that way, okay?
It'll buy you guys some time.
Ill find another way out.
- Okay.
- Just go.
Good plan.
- Go.
- Okay.
(all panting)
(soft suspenseful music)
(soft tense music)
(sighs) Wow.
Your friends left you, huh?
That is fucked up.
(loud bang)
- [Sadie] Hey, help us!
(guard gurgling)
Help us!
[Trevor] Hey!
Fuck you, Dunbar.
(soft ominous music)
First of all, it's Mr. Dunbar.
Fuck you, Mr. Dunbar.
If there's one thing
that you learned from
my class this semester
as a baseline are
fucking manners.
You know that?
(can pops open)
(soft suspenseful music)
- Ow!
- Come here.
(both breathing heavily)
What are we waiting for?
I don't know which way to go.
I'm not picky.
Why can't you think of away?
Well, for one, I think
I have a concussion, okay?
Don't pressure me. I don't
do well under pressure.
Well, I could go-
Wait, last semester,
drama club after school,
I would go and smoke-
- Gen, who fucking cares?
- No, no, no.
The backstage stairwell,
it's the auditorium roof.
It's never locked.
Are you sure?
Now, no. It was last winter.
But it could still be unlocked.
You have a better idea?
Come on.
(Genesis groans)
(soft suspenseful
music continues)
(door squeaks)
Is there anybody in here?
Because if there is, I
am definitely gonna need
to see a bathroom pass
at the end of this.
You know what bothers me
more than anything has
for the past few decades
that I've been a teacher?
Kids saying that they have
to go to the bathroom,
you get them a bathroom pass,
but they don't
really have to go.
(door banging)
(soft suspenseful music)
They're just bored.
I mean, I understand
that. Hell, I get bored.
That doesn't seem like
a boredom issue for me,
that just seems like a
general respect issue.
(door bangs)
(soft suspenseful music)
I'm a slave to the
bell also, you know?
I can't leave. I can't go.
I gotta stay.
It's ridiculous. It's archaic.
What other job forces
you to clinch a shit
for 55-plus minutes,
just staring at the
clock and praying?
(door bangs)
(soft ominous music)
[Sadie] Let's wait. Stop.
- Come on we're almost there.
- Let's wait. Stop.
You go and see if it's
open and then come back.
[Sadie] Stay here.
Don't go anywhere.
(soft suspenseful music)
(Sadie breathing heavily)
(metal rattling)
(footsteps thudding)
(metal rattling)
(Sadie grunts)
(cries) Maintenance
locked all the doors.
(soft tense music)
(light thuds)
Please, you're scaring me.
(Sadie yells)
- Are you okay?
- He's here. He's here.
- Where's Gen?
- I don't know.
(light thuds)
(Genesis crying)
(lights thud)
[John] Crazy story.
I never told
anybody this before.
I got a call from Principal
Kabasis a few years back
asking me how I would feel
about teaching a theater class.
The regular teacher, I
guess she got some sort
of like mononucleosis
illness kind of thing.
She retired early
and took her syllabus with her.
- Where is he?
- I don't know!
I don't know.
[John] I was, I was nervous.
I was reluctant. But
then, you know what?
At some point I thought,
"What the hell.
I'm gonna step outside
of my comfort zone.
I'm gonna dive in."
I even wrote a
little one-act called
"The Death of Lincoln."
You know, I put a
lot of time into it,
not just writing the playbook,
but like prep
hours, lesson plans.
So we're a few days from
coming back from summer break
and I find out that
Principal Kabasis
reallocated the budget
funds for the class.
- We gotta go.
- I'm not leaving her here.
So the class got cut.
They spread out the kids
into different electives
and I went back to
another awesome year
of teaching history.
But it's funny, I always,
I always wondered what
would have happened
if I had gotten the chance
to put that play on.
And now, I don't have to wonder.
This is it. It's
happening right now.
I have a cast. It's amazing.
[Sadie] Mr. Dunbar, please.
She seems really scared.
Either that, or she's a
really, really good actress.
You wanna try for extra credit?
[Genesis] Mm-hmm.
Three questions, no mistakes.
Get three in a row,
you live, okay?
(Genesis whimpering)
You good on that? Perfect.
So am I.
All right, first one,
this is a, it's a layup,
it's an easy one,
name the president that
helped free the slaves.
Abraham Lincoln.
What war did he preside over?
The C-Civil War.
She's very good.
Sadie, a little
competition for you.
(tense music)
Who killed Abraham Lincoln?
I know, that's a hard one.
I'll give you three clues, okay?
He shot Lincoln in
the back of the head,
he escaped from the
scene of the crime,
and he has three names.
(tense music builds)
Wait. Wait, I know this.
I know this.
Three, three word name.
Lee Harvey Oswald.
(sobs) Gen, no, no.
No. No (cries)
(guns bangs)
- No! Oh god.
Let's go!
(dramatic music)
In here, come on.
He's locked up the doors.
All the windows
have bars on them.
We can't leave, we can't call.
Does the school
have any landlines?
What does your mom use?
All the landlines
are on a channel,
where the main office calls out.
That's too far on the
other side of campus.
He's probably cut them anyways.
We can't get to our cell phones,
unless you have
another one, I don't.
[Sadie] What?
There is one.
What? What do you mean?
You have another phone?
No, Coach Bird
keeps one his office.
He keeps a old burner
phone in his drawer.
I seen him use it at the
Ultimate Frisbee Competition.
But I mean, we all
think he has something
going on on the side.
I mean, he's married, but-
No, you have to double back.
You could be walking
right into him.
We can't go anywhere.
Everything is sealed off!
Either we find a way
to call or we die here.
That's it.
(soft music)
I don't wanna be left alone.
Look, just stay put, okay?
I'm coming back. I'm
coning right back.
Please stop, I'm scared.
I'm scared too.
But this is the
only shot we have.
(Sadie cries)
(soft suspenseful music)
(guns bangs)
(Trevor grunts)
(Trevor groans
- Oh! Oh, man!)
That is one of the
fastest suicides
that I've ever seen run.
For real. And believe me, I
subbed a lot of PE classes.
(Trevor groaning)
(gun clicks)
[Trevor] Ah! Ah!
Fuck! (grunts)
I wouldn't worry about it.
(Trevor panting)
You'll be okay. Just
put some ice on it.
(suspenseful music)
- Fuck. (breathes heavily)
(door clicks)
(drawers rattling)
And you're not supposed to be
in the coach's
office unattended.
[Trevor] Come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on.
Yes! Fuck.
My name is Trevor
Bentel and I need help.
Somebody's trying to k-
Somebody's trying to f-
(door bangs)
(guns bangs)
[John Voice over] I
like it when you open up
with your thoughts.
The game demands
strategic thinking.
The game, ladies and gentlemen,
is captured the flag.
(whooshing music)
(soft dramatic music building)
(dramatic music)
(Sadie panting)
(metal clanging)
(soft suspenseful music)
(metal thudding)
(metal clanging)
(Sadie panting)
(soft dramatic music continues)
(John panting)
(Sadie crying)
(soft dramatic music builds)
(whooshing music)
- Exact-Exactly.
(dramatic music)
(soft suspenseful music)
(John breathing heavily)
(wind whooshing)
(soft ominous music)
(John sighs)
(moves to ominous music)
(John yells)
(Sadie crying)
(moves to soft
suspenseful music)
(John sighs)
[TV] It's a beauty contest,
right, Lilah?
(phone chiming musically)
Lets bring out our
animal contestants!
(audience applauds)
Hey, baby. Hi.
Look at you.
I love you. I miss you.
(soft somber music)
What are you doing?
I'm just watching the
TV and Mommy is sleeping.
It is really late.
You should be sleeping.
What did you-
What are you doing calling me?
Can you put Sierra
back on, on the phone?
- No.
- Please.
You have a lot of gall
calling after that shit
you pulled with the
bike the other day.
I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
That's a first.
(sighs) It might've been
the first time I've said it,
but it is definitely not
the first time I've been it.
(sighs) What do you want?
It is really over, isn't it?
We're over. I get that.
I understand that now.
I just tried so freaking hard.
I did. I tried, really.
(sighs) I want you to know that.
I know. I do.
I know. I know you do.
(sighs) You gave up.
Just don't ever forget that.
You're the one that gave up.
No. Listen, I just knew
when it was time to go.
That's something
you something you,
that's something you
never figured out.
(laughs) I guess I was
too late for that then, huh?
(soft somber music continues)
I is ten, the hex bolt for
the, for the bike to,
to put it all back together
is in the top drawer in my desk.
John, where are you?
Can you do me a favor?
Just tell Sierra that
I really love her,
that I do, and you too.
Forget the bike, tell
me where you're at.
(soft ominous music)
(phone chimes)
(soft tense music)
(dramatic music)
(Sadie breathing heavily)
(dramatic music building)
(soft dramatic music)
Do you know why I
saved you for last?
What do you want?
Do you know why you're last?
(soft suspenseful music)
You're not last.
I never had any
intention of hurting you.
Mr. Dunbar, you-
Don't call me Mr.
Dunbar. Call me John.
Let's just stop playing games.
I don't wanna be here.
What do you mean?
What do you mean you
don't wanna be here?
[Sadie] I don't wanna be here.
Remember when we were
texting on the phone
right after you gave me
your number on Instagram?
That was for school.
It was for an assignment.
You were flirting with me.
No, I was not flirting with you!
- Yes you were.
- No.
I wasn't.
- Then why did you
give me your number?
- I didn't mean to.
- Really, why did you
give me your number?
- I didn't mean to!
I'm stupid! I'm a
stupid teenager, man.
What do you want me to say?
I'm sorry.
Remember when you
said that you wished,
sometimes, that you could
start school all over again?
Everyone says that.
You can.
You can, we can.
We can move somewhere else.
And I can get a respectable job,
(soft suspenseful music)
But I need to have
someone strong
beside me for that.
You know how many
years of my life
I've lost to this fucking job?
And I refuse to believe
that it's too late for me.
I refuse.
Come here. Come here.
(soft suspenseful
music continues)
Everyone deserves a
second chance, everyone.
And I know that you don't
understand that now,
but you will.
(sirens blaring distantly)
(siren wailing)
(soft suspenseful
music continues)
You were always
the cleverest one.
[Officer] Sir!
Put the gun down!
- Sir!
- Hey, guys.
- Step away from the girl!
- Don't, don't start yelling.
Okay? We're having
a conversation here.
[Officer] Put the gun down.
I'm a public servant also, okay?
- Step away.
- Put the gun down.
I'm not asking again.
I'm one of the good guys too.
- Drop the gun.
- We're all good guys.
Sir, drop the gun.
Sadie, are we gonna
do this or what?
(moves to soft tense music)
(guns banging)
(helicopter blades whirring)
(soft music)
(Sadie crying)
(soft dramatic music)