Terror Train (2022) Movie Script
1
(Crowd laughing, chatting)
- (Kenny): Hey, guys.
Can I get one of these after?
- I don't want to make some poor pledge
feel like crap for being a virgin.
- They've been doing this initiation for years.
It's harmless.
And it's part of your initiation,
so you have to do it.
- Fine, but I'm gonna make it as nice as possible for them.
- Of course you are. - Mm-hmm.
- Say hello to our special guest.
- Courtesy of Alana.
- Oh, well, in that case, thank you for these.
- Thanks. You need to get that back to the med lab
clean and in one piece.
- Mo, no one's going to actually have sex with it.
- Mwah!
- Doc, this is Alana.
Alana, Doc, frat prez.
- The pre-med pledge?
- Are you pre-med too?
- Doctor of love.
I gotta hand it to you, you really came through for us.
And I see some bright things in her future, Lanny-Banany.
- So, uh, Alana, are you ready to be our honey?
- Huh?
- We need you to be our queen bee
and lure these nerdy pledges into their doom.
- OK, but we're not gonna hurt any of them, right?
- No, we won't hurt them.
We'll just, I don't know,
embarrass the shit out of them.
- Uh, she doesn't want to hurt any feelings either.
- Oh, are you worried about this guy pulling rabbits
out of people's asses?
- Oh, oh! - See that?
- Oh, oh, whoa! - Oh, whoa! Get out of here!
- Oh! Whoo! - Whoa!
- Cool. Very funny.
- He's sweet!
- Don't get your panties in a knot.
This is just level one! Come on!
Nothing like what's coming for these pussies next week.
You grab Ed... - Yep.
- ...and Jackson.
Make sure our boy's ready.
This skank is coming with me.
(Crowd talking, indistinct)
Just know I ain't no regular fool
Could be anything in the world but could never be you
- Hail, brothers. Everyone's so hot here--
- We are not brothers yet.
- Yeah, gotta make sure
every one of our new pledges is a genuine stud.
Relax.
- But, I thought they banned that cracker thing.
- They did. And we'll never get over it.
But we still have some traditions kept alive.
- We have set you up with the most gorgeous pledge
who's ready to escort you over the sexual threshold.
- Wait, you guys are serious?
- Behold thy fair maiden.
- Oh.
(Kenny whistling)
Oh, wow. Yeah, she's--she...
(Chuckling)
Mmm. She is beautiful.
- Oh, she sure is, huh?
- OK, I feel so bad about this.
- It's like when we took pics of you dressed like babies.
- OK, those diapers were awful!
- Well, thank God you didn't like it,
'cause that would have been really weird.
(Laughing)
(Crowd talking, indistinct)
- Yeah! - OK.
- So, listen, it's your time, son.
So, don't ask questions.
Just go in there and make your mama proud.
- All right. - All right?
- Yeah. - All right?
- OK. - All right.
- Whoo!
- All right, Kenny. Let's go! Animal, you're an animal!
- Yeah! Get it! - Come on!
- OK, let's do it!
- (Mo): Let me see if she's ready.
- All right.
(Laughing nervously)
- You got this.
(Alana giggling)
- Kenny's downstairs.
You ready?
- Uh, no. Doc's not done setting up.
- Ah, Doc?
Doc? Hurry up! What are you doing?
- OK, pledge, show time.
Keep the lights off and just hide behind the bed
and lure him in.
(Alana sighing)
- Poor guy.
- Oh, no. It's nothing.
I mean, my initiation,
they had me running through the quad buck-naked
wearing nothing but a pig's head.
Trust me, this guy's getting off easy.
(Mitchy giggling)
- (Whispering): OK.
- So, um, I got a little surprise in there.
Turns out the keys that she provided
open up a little bit more than just the med lab.
(Sighing, scoffing)
So, drop your drawers and get her!
(Men chuckling)
- Hi, Kenny.
I've been waiting for you.
Kiss me, Kenny.
Kiss me.
(Screaming)
(Kenny screaming)
(Men laughing)
- Oh my God. What a loser!
- Whoa, it's a dead body!
(Kenny screaming)
- Is she--is she--is she OK?
Is she OK?
Hey! Is she--is she really dead?
Is she OK?
Huh? Is she OK?
- He's losing his mind because of us.
- We don't know that.
- He's fine. He's just drunk.
He needs to sleep it off.
- Sleep it off? Look at him!
- He does seem pretty bad.
- I'm telling the police what happened.
- No, you're gonna do nothing, pledge.
- But the doctors need to know what happened.
- If you say a word,
I'll make sure to let the cops know
how this was all your nutty, nympho fucking idea.
You got it? - Nympho? What?
- Yeah, you got off on what happened to him.
That's what I'll tell them.
It'll be all over the press.
And your life will be over.
(Men and women chatting, laughing)
- Ah!
And God saw everything that he had made.
And behold! It was very good.
(Chucking)
- It was very lame, dude!
Where are all my sexy nurses at?
My naughty nuns?
My non-binary Blackbeard?
- Mo's your beard, not me.
- Getting along, as usual.
- Love at first sight, bro. Love at first sight.
- Ha! - Play nice!
- Or what?
- Or I'll cast a spell on you.
(Mitchy giggling)
- OK, everybody, follow me! We're going to our rooms.
- How about you cast a spell on her,
and I promise I'll be a saint.
- Let me see what I can do. - Pardon me!
Excuse me! Out of my way, please!
Has anyone seen my girlfriend?
Yea high?
A little rigid?
Not much of a face, but, man, can she take a good pounding!
- Ah, seriously, dude?
- Ah, baby! You're so anatomically correct.
- Ew!
- Yeah!
- So, does, uh, Pet know about--
- Simone? - Yeah?
- Yeah. I call her Simone. Want to know why?
- Why?
'Cause when I see her, I moan.
Best part about Simone is she never talks back!
(Both chuckling)
Not even when I teach her lessons
on how to vacuum a sword.
- Ugh, OK! Enough of your charms!
- Aw, honey.
The night is young,
I am dumb and full of cum.
- So disgusting!
- Whoo!
- Rowdy crowd out there tonight.
- Try working New Year's Eve at a truck stop.
Now, that's rowdy!
- Truck stop?
That wasn't on your resume.
- Ah, too late now.
You've already hired me.
(Laughing)
- All right, everyone, listen up.
Hey, can I have your attention please?
Hey.
Thank you.
Now, I won't spend too long talking.
- It already feels like forever, dude.
- Play nice.
- But I just wanted to welcome you all
to my first big party as frat president!
Have a great time tonight!
(Crowd cheering)
While maintaining decorum and following the rules, of course.
Now, our fraternity is committed to respect and inclusion
for our members and guests.
To that end, I ask that
you take care of your fellow passengers.
We're all here to have a good time.
So let's make sure we play our parts accordingly.
Make sure to receive consent
when engaging in any sexual activities.
No smoking on board.
And, when possible...
- Hey, who is that? - Huh?
- The guy on my right. But don't make it too obvious.
- (The Prez): ...to a VIP car. That's for everyone.
Last but not least, I hope everyone has...
- There's nobody there.
- All right!
- Are you OK?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
(Gasping)
I forgot my hat.
Sorry, can you...
- Yeah. - I'll be right back.
- T-minus 15.
Do you want to go out there and round them up?
- Of course.
- Remember, don't take any bullshit.
Be polite, be pleasant.
- Of course.
- Those rich college kids,
they think they can get away with anything!
(Carne chuckling)
You don't have to stand for that.
- I won't. I promise.
- Good.
- Be careful when loading these.
You break it, you bought it.
- I don't work here.
- Ah, OK.
I don't think I get your costume then.
- Oh, pirate.
You thought I was a porter?
With a feather in my hat?
- All apologies.
If I could make myself disappear, I would.
Oh, wait a minute...
I can.
- All right, so, a proctologist pulls a thermometer
out of his coat pocket.
Then he says: "Great, now some asshole has my pen."
- Pet, can you do something about your boyfriend?
- Mmm, I tried to get him to leave this thing at the frat.
But he wouldn't listen to me.
- You philistines don't value art!
When I'm rich and famous,
Simone and I will remember this outrage
and shower you with our disdain.
- All right, for all our sake,
I'm taking her away from you, permanently.
Boop! - My muse!
Kidnapped by a heathen!
Jackson! I'm gonna report you to the SVU
if you don't give my baby back!
Come on!
- All right, let's go!
(Crowd talking, indistinct)
- All aboard!
Hey, uh, all aboard,
unless you want to spend Halloween in a train station.
(Whispering): Hey. - Hey.
I think you should be a little more assertive,
like, alpha-doggy style.
You know what I mean?
Um, dominate those bitches.
- Yeah, I--I think I got it. Thanks.
- No, I don't think you do. Check this out.
Yo, assholes!
There we go.
Hey, my friend here has got
something really important to say.
So, just--just shut the fuck up and listen to her, OK?
- OK, everyone, it's time to get this party started!
(Crowd cheering)
So, uh, ahem, sorry.
Have your tickets ready to be scanned,
and you can board using any of the doors.
And have fun!
(Crowd cheering)
- Hey, that wasn't so bad, was it?
- No, it wasn't. Thanks.
- Yeah.
- You can board behind me, if you like.
- Oh, I thought you'd never ask.
- Look, I just want to attend to my guests.
- Yeah, that's all I'm asking,
for you to treat me like a guest.
- How about you treat her like a human being
and not a piece of meat and let her do her job?
What did you think she would do,
fuck you after you humiliated her?
- Come on, do you ever have any actual fun?
- One day, you're gonna take it too far.
(Gasping)
Oh, wait, you already have.
- Forgive me, Lord, for I have sinned.
Hey, yo, party's over there, buddy.
- Yeah, let's do this!
Oh, uh, hey...
(Laughing)
I owe you. I love you.
- Let's go, Mitchy.
- Whoo!
(Both giggling)
- Oh, shit! Fucking weirdo!
Ha ha! Ah!
(Panting, laughing)
- You've had your fun and games.
Now give me Simone back!
I know she's a little frigid,
but it's too cold for her out here!
- Oh, what's that, Simone?
Simone says you're fucking weird, bro!
Whoo!
(Grunting)
(Sighing)
(Groaning)
- I know shoes make the outfit,
but this witch is gonna turn into a major bitch
if she wears stilettos all night.
So, ta-da!
(Gasping)
- Ooh, perfect! OK...
So, hat, no hat?
Jacket and hat?
Or both of them?
You know what I am, right?
- Yeah, yeah, you're one of the Three Musketeers.
- A musketeer? Ugh!
I knew I should have worn an eye patch!
I'm supposed to be a pirate, a sexy pirate.
- A pirate? Oh, no.
No, you are missing more than an eye patch, babe.
No, you need to say, "Arr!"
You need a parrot, a peg-leg, a skull and crossbones.
- Oh, I do have that.
- God.
(Laughing)
- Hello! - No!
No! Go! - Ah...
(Grunting)
- Hey, killer costume, Ed!
(Grunting)
Yeah, but work on those acting skills next time.
(Grunting)
(Moaning)
(Grunting)
(Imitating motor boat)
- Can you put it on me, please?
- Yeah. - Thank you.
Thank you.
What? - Nothing.
It's just... It feels like we just met.
And soon, you'll be going off to med school.
Four years went by way too fast!
- Well, it was 3 years for me.
- Oh my God, you're such an ice queen.
- I'm gonna miss you so much!
I don't even know what to think about it.
- Oh, me neither. - I love you.
And no matter what, we are best friends for life.
- Even if I marry Doc one day?
- Even if you lose your mind and marry Doc.
(Giggling)
(Alana): OK.
I'm gonna go find Mo.
- Mmm. - Are you OK with all this?
- Yeah, yeah, no problem. Ooh!
Get me a gin and tonic. Oh, mmm, no, no.
No, make it a double tequila-soda.
- OK, you got it.
(Giggling)
- Everybody's boarded. Let's get on our way.
(Train whistling)
- Hey, Ed.
Shouldn't you be with Pet and Sandy?
Simone?
Whatever the hell you call her?
OK, and now you're just being weird.
Ooh, I'm so scared of a rubber knife.
If you want a drink, it's this way.
- Girl! Let me in! Whoa!
(Woman laughing)
- You haven't seen Ed, have you?
- I just ran into him.
He's walking around trying to scare people.
(Giggling)
- Of course he is.
You're so lucky you have a normal boyfriend like Mo.
(Chuckling)
- You try calling Ed?
- No coverage,
because we're in the middle of who-knows-where.
This Wi-Fi is a fucking joke.
(Scoffing)
So basic.
Anyway...
(Pet giggling)
- Here, I should take a couple too.
- Train babes!
(Camera clicking)
(Giggling)
(Gasping)
- You know, I did hear something about some bullshit VIP room.
Ed might be heading that way.
- Cool, thanks!
(Electronic on PA )
(Men and woman talking, laughing)
- An old fashioned and a double tequila-soda, please.
- It's on me.
(Chuckling)
- It's an open bar.
- Damn.
Here I thought I could make up for my faux pas earlier.
- Your "faux pas," huh? Fancy!
- Well, I'm a fancy guy. I wear a cape.
Anyway, um, apologies.
- It's OK.
I mean, my pirate costume is clearly a big fail anyways.
- Well, I don't think it's the outfit.
- So, what, you see me and you think "train porter"?
- Well, I don't think "sorority sister".
You don't strike me as the type of person to ask people
to let you join their squad.
- "Join their squad."
I think I liked it better
when you were speaking fancy French.
Thanks!
Hey, how'd you do that little trick earlier,
where you disappeared into thin air?
- Well, if I told you, I'd have to kill you.
(Chuckling)
- Ah!
- Hey, have you seen Mo?
- He's back there in the VIP room.
- Thanks.
Godzilla?
- I'm a God-lizard! - Whoa.
(Screaming, howling)
(Alana laughing)
- It's trademarked.
- Right, OK.
(Laughing)
- Whoa!
(Barking)
- I wouldn't call myself elite, but I am coming in anyways.
Mo?
(Screaming, gasping)
Oh my God!
- I finally did it.
Now you and I can be together forever.
(Breathing heavily)
- Happy Halloween!
(Cheering, screaming)
- Oh my God!
(Laughing)
You assholes!
- Been called worse by you!
- You gotta admit it, pretty convincing.
- OK, it's very convincing!
- Ah, throat slash, compliments of Merry's visual effects class.
(Scoffing)
- Can't believe you guys got me again!
Well played, both of you.
- Whoa, whoa. Alana paying me, Satan himself, a compliment?
Please, say that one more time,
'cause I need to record it for posterity!
- Not on social media, didn't happen.
But you should delete that video of me while you're at it.
- Why would I ever do that?
- Seriously? You really gotta ask?
- Well, unlike with Kenny,
this won't send you into a straight jacket.
- Still, frat-sanctioned party, dead-body freak-out...
- The Prez can pry this from my dead, cold hands.
Enjoy your cock -tails.
And tonight is one party you can't just bail on.
(Sighing)
(Laughing)
(Pop playing on PA )
- Ed...
If you're trying to freak me out,
you might want to try harder.
(Giggling)
OK, I know we're not supposed to light up in here,
but rules are made to be broken.
Hmm! Whoops.
Do you want one? Doc rolled way too many.
(Chuckling)
OK, now you're just being annoying!
When I find Pet, who's way out of your league,
I'm gonna tell her she could do way better.
(Giggling)
Ed?
OK, I've never been less afraid.
(Chuckling)
So, stop this!
You don't have consent to grab me!
That's a rule that isn't made to be broken.
Stop!
- This jerkoff bugging you?
- Ugh, Ed's just being Ed.
So, yeah, really annoying.
Yeah. He's all yours!
(Sighing)
Bye!
(Groaning)
- Whoo!
(Sniffing)
You're totally whack tonight, bro.
By the way, that stunt out there with the sword, mwah!
(Chuckling)
Did Merry help you?
It was really gnarly!
Oh! What is that?
What is that?
Is that a hotdog covered in fake blood?
Ah!
Ah, man!
I bet you're getting this shit all over everyone.
Where's the bathroom? Gotta wash my hands.
I'll tell you this much, you go all out, bro,
in character, not talking, full-on creepy!
Whoo!
(Sniffing)
Ah!
Ah!
(Jackson chuckling)
You want to suck face now, dude?
If we did that, would that make us gay?
Or would you just be, like, hardcore into bestiality?
I'm not even sure reptiles have dicks.
Hey, what the--
(Grunting)
(Giggling)
- That train girl is gonna freak if she smells that.
(Exhaling)
- Mmm!
(Knocking on door)
Go away!
(Doorknob rattling)
(Mitchy giggling, Doc scoffing)
(Knocking on door)
Go away!
(Whispering): Fuck.
(Knocking on door)
(Grunting)
- This car is for everyone.
- What's the point of a VIP room if anyone can just waltz in?
- Dude, you can't smoke on the train.
Are you trying to get us fined?
- Are you gonna make me sweep the place too, you narc?
(Scoffing)
- Magic show is starting.
- Yeah, uh, we'll be busy, bro.
- I can't wait to see this guy.
He's edgy, kind of scary, but sexy-scary.
(Giggling)
Come on! It'll be fun!
(Sighing)
(Crowd cheering, laughing)
(Pop playing on PA )
(Alana and Mo laughing)
- You need send me that. - I will.
(Mo sighing)
- You're not pissed about my little act earlier, are you?
- We both know whose act it really was.
- OK, that's not fair.
- But was it yours or his?
- Hey! - Hey!
- Hey, hey!
The great Doc predicts that this magician,
just like all magicians,
is gonna be incredibly lame.
- Oh, stop being so cynical.
It might be fun!
- What's next? Hula hoops?
A talent show? - What?
Can't stand nobody looking at you for 30 minutes?
- I can handle that fine.
It's just all the G-rated bullshit that bugs me.
If I was still president today,
there'd be a live sex show
and we'd be all off our asses on blow, yeah!
- And that's exactly why you're not the president anymore.
- Oh! - Yeah.
- Evening, perverts.
(Crowd cheering)
- Ooh! Edgy! Sexy scary!
- Yes, yes!
- Can I have a brave volunteer?
One who is unafraid of the line
that separates life from death.
- Right here, Cheez Whiz.
- (Mo): Oh!
(Crowd cheering)
- Miss, will you join me?
(Crowd cheering)
- Now, uh, you're not afraid of blood, are you?
- Nope. Pre-med, baby! - Whoo!
- OK, well, um, we'll just see about that.
(Crowd gasping)
Now can you assure our audience
that this knife is, in fact, real?
- It's real.
(Magician sighing)
- And can you also confirm to them that I am real?
(Chuckling)
- Too real.
(Crowd gasping)
- Would you care for a sip of my ruby red...
Ah!
(Crowd gasping)
(Magician groaning)
- Oh my God!
- Have you seen Ed?
- No, what'd he do now?
- Nothing.
I haven't seen him since the station.
I haven't seen him on the train at all.
- He's probably just in another car
doing his stand-up for somebody.
- Yeah, or fucking someone.
We haven't been doing so hot.
- Yeah, I, uh, yeah, I know the feeling.
(Crowd screaming)
- And that is how I keep my blood icy cold.
(Laughing)
Thank you so much. A round of applause!
(Crowd cheering)
- (Man): Come on, yeah!
(Knocking on door)
- You know, when I heard frat party,
I was picturing, like, a beer commercial,
not a magician.
You think this guy's any good?
- I'd have never guessed you were into magic.
- I'm not, but, uh,
he looks like he's good with sleight of hand.
(Giggling)
- Why don't you go to the show?
I mean, there's not that much going on out here anyway
with all of them in the room.
- Um, hi. The door's, like, locked.
But I don't think there's anyone in there.
- Ha! Well, doors don't usually lock themselves, do they?
(Chuckling)
Everything all right in there?
(Chuckling)
There's another one down in that other car.
- Do we open the door?
- Nah. We'll leave them alone.
Come back in a few minutes.
(Clears throat)
Probably doing drugs.
And let's face it, this job doesn't pay enough
for us to start acting like cops.
Ha!
(Train whistling)
(Crowd applauding)
- Now, if you're not too frightened,
could I possibly have another volunteer?
(Crowd gasping, cheering)
(Crowd applauding)
Do you trust me? - Uh...
(Woman giggling)
- How do you like your salad?
Sliced or chopped?
(Gasping)
It's your turn.
Mixed, tossed or chopped?
(Alana giggling)
(Prez grunting)
(Crowd gasping, screaming)
- (Woman): Is he OK?
(Crowd cheering)
- No! - That was crazy!
(Crowd cheering)
- You good?
- Oh my God, that was crazy!
- I have a 20-year-old single malt backstage,
if you'd care to join me.
Appreciation for your participation this evening.
- What do I get for, uh, staying awake?
(Chuckling)
- You know what? I am disturbingly sober.
- Uh, bye.
Oh my God! - Are you fucking serious?
- What? He is shit hot!
We could try a devil's three-way for once, just saying.
- I don't even think I could check Mo's dick for STIs,
and I love the guy.
Just saying.
- Oh my God! Get out!
- Whoa! That's enough!
(Chuckling)
- That one's for me.
It's a mid-show booster.
(Alana chuckling)
- Thanks.
- Do you mind if I lose this?
I sweat like a motherfucker when I'm performing.
(Sighing)
(Exhaling slowly)
(Glasses clinking)
- I wonder if he's shown her his wand yet.
- Oh, please, man.
Alana doesn't go for that pumped-up crap.
- Oh yeah?
No shit, she doesn't, man.
You know, if Princess Alana ever dumps you,
you still got me, buddy.
For life!
(Chuckling)
- So, why are you a part of all this?
(Scoffing)
- It's our annual Halloween party.
- I mean why are you in a sorority?
- Ah, this again.
Well, sororities give you a leg-up,
which someone who's poor,
but not poor enough for a scholarship needs in life.
Plus, those people out there
don't make me explain myself to them.
- No offence, I just think you belong to a better crowd,
instead of Doc and that wet-blanket beta of his.
(Scoffing)
- Mo's my boyfriend. And he's no wet blanket.
- Whoops.
Still, a good ol' train crash would rid the world
of a bunch of self-obsessed, privileged assholes.
- That's fucked up, man.
(Sighing)
- I think it's time for VIPs.
- Ooh, to P in V?
(Giggling)
- Mm-hmm, let's go!
(Electronic playing on PA )
(Crowd laughing, chatting)
(Scoffing)
(Screaming)
- Me and you, superglue!
(Laughing)
- This is my song!
- So, who you liking?
- All I can think about is
our boyfriends dogging those young pledges.
- And what is stopping you from doing the same?
The monogamy myth is a trap.
(Giggling)
Being poly is so freeing.
- I don't think I can do it.
- You won't know till you try.
(Giggling)
- Ooh, we gotta get some selfies.
- Oh, yeah! OK.
(Giggling)
- Cute.
- OK, um, this poly dropped a molly.
(Laughing)
So, I'm going to try riding that cowboy's bull.
(Giggling)
I amplify
I'm on my way, on my way
To the best thing that you've ever seen
Know that you bow to the queen
Lose all your senses and reason
I'll give you something to believe in
I'll give you something to believe in
On my way
On my way to you
Good at what I do
On my way to you
Good at what I do
On my way to you
(Chuckling)
Oh.
(Chuckling)
(Doorknob rattling)
Oh no!
(Sighing)
- That still locked?
You seen anyone go in there?
- Oh, it's no biggie. I'll use the other one.
Hmm!
(Scoffing)
- Hello? Is there anyone in there?
It's the porter.
I'm gonna need to come in.
OK, I'm coming in.
(Scoffing)
This better not be weird.
(Keys jingling)
(Door unlocking)
(Chuckling)
OK, very funny.
You know what's gonna be real funny, though?
When your frat gets the cleaning bill.
OK, joke's over!
Get up!
(Scoffing)
Hello?
Oh my God!
(Breathing heavily)
(Electronic playing on PA )
- (Woman): Oh my God, I love this song!
- Hey! - Hey!
- Great party, right?
- It is!
- You being here tonight, it means a lot.
- Me? Why me?
- You're an ally. You care.
- Oh God. I'm not perfect, trust me.
- I think you're more than perfect.
- And I think you're really sweet
and maybe had a little bit too much to drink.
- Maybe. Maybe.
No more flirting for me. I promise.
(Chuckling)
- OK.
- Jackson, baby!
(Giggling)
I think
you and me should step into this sleeper bunk
and get you all warm-blooded.
And before you say anything, let me tell you
Merry is off in another car getting frisky with Doc.
So, give in to your lizard brain.
(Giggling)
(Giggling)
Oh! Oh!
(Breathing heavily)
(Laughing)
What are you hiding under here?
A turtle? Or a python?
(Giggling)
(Gasping)
Oh.
(Laughing)
Ah!
Whoa!
(Giggling)
Oh, OK.
(Giggling)
(Gasping)
A lizard with a knife?
Ooh, kinky boy!
(Gasping, screaming)
(Screaming)
- Hey!
I think I owe you an apology.
- Let's go somewhere I can actually hear you.
(Electronig playing on PA )
I'm all ears.
- I think sometimes,
all the, uh,
bad that I see in the world...
stops me from seeing the good.
(Gasping)
I'm sorry about what I said earlier.
Sometimes, when I'm performing, I become this other person.
You know, the showman comes out, and I--I get a little too cocky.
- Hey, it's OK.
Apology accepted.
- You'd think being a magician
that, uh, I'd be better not to judge appearances.
(Inhaling sharply)
- Well, I know it doesn't look like it,
but there are actually some great people here
if you dig a little deeper.
- I'm sorry.
- Carne, thank God you're here!
(Breathing heavily)
- If one of those frat boys did something to you,
I swear to God I will throw them off this train,
and I won't even stop the train!
- There's a body in one of the sleeper bathrooms.
There was blood everywhere.
It was awful!
(Whispering): Someone has been killed!
- They're just playing with you, honey.
- No, it was real! Look, I have his blood on me!
- That's fake.
Look, they've been horsing around all night.
Here, you sit down.
Take a little rest for yourself.
And I promise you, when you go back and check,
you'll see that it's all just a big, stupid prank.
OK, I'm just gonna get some wipes
and get you cleaned up.
- Rye and ginger, you idiots!
Now get out of here,
or I'll give you another paddling,
you useless moron.
(Pet giggling)
- But I thought hazing was outlawed?
- Oh, looks like Doc's been a bad boy.
Maybe he needs a little taste of his own medicine?
(Mo laughing)
- OK. God, this thing is vicious!
I mean, it's actually cracked.
- What are those names on it?
- Back when frats were actually fun,
not uptight snowflake fests,
we'd immortalize
the worst pledge of the year on it.
- After giving him the mother of all paddlings.
- We wouldn't stop until he'd bleed, OK?
(Mo chuckling)
- Kirk Allen, 2003.
Peter Adams, 2014.
- People still talk about that guy.
- Kenny Couillard, 2019.
Who's that?
Hmm?
- What?
- He didn't pass initiation. He cracked up.
- Yeah, he ended up in a mental hospital.
- Yeah, ancient history, guys.
We're here to get drunk, get high and...
OK?
(Laughing)
Now...
Merry and me are gonna go try out those bunks.
And you two can do whatever you want with that paddle.
- Enjoy! - Thanks, guys!
(Sighing)
(Mo inhaling sharply)
(Lock clicking)
- You see?
That's the problem with trains like these.
It is just so hard to get some alone time.
- Excuse me.
(Men and women chatting, indistinct)
(Sighing)
I am such an idiot.
(Pop playing on PA )
I could use one of those.
- Drinking on the job?
- Some joker put a dead body in the bathroom,
and I fell for it.
Like, if we had reception,
I would have called the cops or an ambulance.
- Jesus, he'll never learn.
- Who?
- Doc, our resident asshole.
(Alana scoffing)
- It's fine.
It's a Halloween party.
I should have known better.
- No, no, you thought you saw a dead body.
That would mess anyone up.
But of course, they don't think about that,
because they have no feelings.
Hey!
How many more people need to be traumatized?
- What?
- Your gags are cruel and shitty.
But targeting innocent people is crossing the line.
- I have no idea what you're talking about.
- The fake dead body she found in the bathroom
while doing her job?
- Sounds hilarious, but it's not my work.
- Of course it's you.
This has you written all over it.
Loving everyone squirming and hurt
while you're in control!
- Hey, I didn't fucking do it, OK?
- I didn't realize how scared you were.
- Scared of what? Scared of you?
- Your ways of doing things are done, Doc!
- And--and here we go again.
You know, if I said half the shit
that you say about me about women, I'd be cancelled.
My balls would be strung up in town square.
But you get to spout off whatever garbage you want.
- It's not just me. Look around!
Everyone is tired of your shit!
They tolerate you, but nobody actually likes you!
- Well, you should worry a little less about me.
Maybe, just maybe, worry a little more about Mo,
'cause if anybody is tolerating anybody, it's him!
- Oh, you don't know the first thing about us.
- I know that the poor guy's hiding in a VIP room
drinking himself half-blind
wondering if he needs an escape plan
from your relationship.
- If he is, it's because of you.
- Hey, Alana!
- What?
- The future is female.
- Fuck you!
- Mo's in the VIP room with Pet.
And she's got the major hots for him.
- Oh, I know.
(Chuckling)
- Mmm...
(Sighing)
Pet...
(Mo sighing)
- I can tell you want to.
- Fine.
Mm-mmm.
(Knocking on door)
- (Alana): Mo?
Mo?
- (Whispering): Shit.
- Mo? - Shit.
- What happens in the VIP...
(Knocking on door)
...stays in the VIP.
(Scoffing)
- Ugh!
(Chuckling)
- Mmm. No, no!
Pet, Jesus, I don't want my life to implode!
- Jackson!
Where's Mo? Have you seen him?
OK, if this is some bro-code bullshit,
I will fuck you up, don't think I won't!
- Alana?
- There you are.
- Hey, sorry!
Lizard guy, get your claws off my girlfriend.
- I was getting worried about you.
- Worried? - Mm-hmm.
- What could you possibly be worried about?
We're on a train.
- Who's the idiot that hired this guy again?
Oh, wait, that was you!
- Yeah, yeah.
Actually, the sorority just asked for his contact info.
They want to hire him for New Year's.
(Sighing)
(Inhaling sharply)
- Oh--oh my God.
- What? What did he do?
- My waist,
my entire waist just got, like,
pulled forward uncontrollably.
- Magnetism.
- Do me!
- Do we have to pay this guy extra to fuck our ladies?
'Cause it's about to go down.
- If you'll excuse me.
So, what are you so afraid of?
- Why would I be afraid?
- Because magic is about perception and control:
two things that make a guy like you nervous.
- Whoa.
Yeah, watch it, buddy.
- Yeah.
(Chuckling)
Maybe you should be afraid.
(Prez chuckling)
(Scoffing)
- This guy is fucking dangerous.
- Yeah, sure, whatever you say, man.
(Electronic playing in distance )
- Mmm. Um.
(Clears throat, sighing)
I'm sorry.
About everything, not just all the bullshit
that happened tonight.
Like, really, I mean it.
And I--I--I'm--I'm not just trying to, you know,
temporarily smooth things over, patch things up.
It's--it's--it's-- - I know
- It's... Mmm...
Mmm...
- You and I spent 2 months straight together last summer.
And you were nothing like this.
- I--I know.
I know. I know.
And then back to school, and, boom, instant dickhead.
- Right, but only when you're hanging out with Doc.
- Yeah, well, Doc's my best friend.
- I mean, is he though? How good of a friend can he be?
I mean, he likes to see me angry, Mo.
- Ah, that's just his fucked up sense of humour.
- OK, trying to break us up isn't funny to me.
He's only happy if you do exactly what he wants.
And that's not a friend.
- That is just the stupid frat stuff.
- It's everything.
Maybe he's in love with you.
(Scoffing)
- Yeah.
(Chuckling)
No, no!
No, no, Doc likes to hook up with other women with Mitchy.
It's, like, their thing. They're all about it, you know?
- And he's never asked you to join?
Just make sure that whatever you're doing is for you.
- You're right.
- Because I love that person.
(Clicking tongue)
- You know, I was beginning to wonder when I saw you
with the cool magician dude.
(Giggling)
- I hate to admit it,
but I do like to be surprised with a little bit of attention.
- Oh. - But no.
What I want...
is you.
Just you being your own person.
Because that's what I find really, really sexy.
(Woman screaming in distance)
- What the fuck was that?
(Crowd cheering)
(Sighing)
(Chuckling)
What the fuck was that?
Mmm...
- To be continued.
(Mo sighing)
- Goddammit.
Mmm!
- This is a party.
And last time I checked,
we are not exhibitionists like Doc and Mitchy.
OK? Let's go.
- Whoo!
(Crowd chatting, laughing)
- I'm gonna find Mitchy. She won't want to miss this.
- OK.
(Sighing)
Thanks, asshole.
- Trouble in paradise?
- You sent Alana to go find me
even though I had Pet practically doing
a topless lap dance on my crotch.
Why?
- Um, it's the love train, bro.
Look, I thought you guys were here
for the same reasons the rest of us are.
- That's bullshit.
You're trying to fuck with my relationship.
Look, you keep interfering with my personal life,
you're gonna lose the last real friendship
you have around here.
- Mitchy?
Ugh!
I swear, if you have passed out again...
Oh...
Sorry!
Oh, you haven't seen my friend, have you?
- Sexy witch? - Hard to miss.
- Ha! No.
- She crashes when she's high.
- Me too. Might as well be dead.
- Ugh! Mitchy!
I can't believe you'd take part in something like this.
(Scoffing)
Mitchy?
Girl, really? Ugh!
Really? Ugh!
Mitchy! Mitchy!
(Whispering): Mitchy?
Mitchy?
Oh God.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Mitchy?
(Sobbing): Mitchy?
No, no, no, no!
(Crying)
No, Mitchy! Mitchy, please!
- Oh my God!
- No!
(Sobbing)
- Now, who's hungry for the dark stuff?
(Crowd cheering)
Are we having fun yet?
- (Crowd): Yeah!
(Crowd members whooping)
- Well, come close.
Because you're gonna want to feel this one
before we take a little break.
Don't be shy to get your hands on me.
Now, tell me...
where am I now?
(Crowd gasping)
- What?
- I hope he's disappeared for good.
Hey, Mo, you still butthurt?
(Mo gasping)
Oh my God! Mo! Mo!
I think Mo's been stabbed!
(Crowd cheering)
Help! Hey!
Mo, Mo, Mo, sit down!
Stay with me!
- Nice try, guys.
- Someone help!
Oh God. Oh God.
Help!
Come on, stay with me!
Stay with me! Someone!
Come on, Mo, come on, no!
This is real! Hey!
- These party trains do a circuit
of a barely-used set of tracks,
meaning we can't call the police.
- Tha-that's impossible.
You can get cell service anywhere.
- Not this far north.
It's all wilderness up here.
We won't get reception for, like, an hour.
Come on.
(Breathing heavily)
- Someone help!
(Mo choking)
- What happened? - Oh my God!
- I don't know. - No, no, no.
No, no. Mo, you're with me.
You're OK. You're OK.
You're with me. Mo, look at me.
Stay with me. Mo! Mo, please, please.
(Alana crying)
Mo! Mo! No, no, no! Baby, please.
Mo! Mo! Mo! Who did this?
- I didn't see anything!
One moment he's fine, the next...
- I'm gonna call Carne.
- I think he struck an artery!
Oh, Mo, Mo! - What can we do?
Fuck! What can we do?
- Mo, stay with me. Please, Mo.
- Your friend needs medical help.
Carne, crank this train as fast as you can!
(Sobbing)
- Mo, Mo! Stay with me, baby!
Mo, Mo, Mo, Mo, Mo!
Mo, stay-- Mo!
(Mo gasping, grunting)
Mo!
(Sobbing)
Who the fuck is doing this to us?
(Screaming, sobbing)
(Train whistling)
(Alana crying)
- Mitchy, we need to find her.
- Come on. - No, Doc.
- We need to find Mitchy. - Doc...
- She's in danger too. - She's dead.
- (Whispering): Don't fuck with me, OK?
- I wouldn't. She's...
She's...
- No, no, no, no! Fuck!
(Breathing heavily)
We're next.
We're fucking next.
It's you and me.
(Brakes screeching, people screaming)
- Dude, what the hell are you doing?
People went flying!
- Shut the fuck up!
- I am done with your bullshit.
I won that election fair and square.
- No... - No, let me finish.
You don't like me or how I'm trying to change this frat.
A fraternity you almost destroy--
(Grunting)
- (Woman): Oh my God!
- Open your eyes, bro.
- No, no, this is a prank.
You've gone too far this time.
- It's not a prank.
This is really happening to us.
(Crowd chatting, indistinct)
- OK, we're gonna do a headcount.
And then we'll get on the go in ten.
(Sighing)
I told Jim to keep the, uh, engine-room door locked
until we pull into the station.
OK, everyone.
Everyone, please listen up.
Everyone, please, I need your attention.
Listen, everyone?
- Shut the hell up!
- OK, I get it. You're scared.
So am I!
But there's safety in numbers.
- Tell Mo that.
- W-while we're still all in here,
we're safe as long as we stick together.
The train's going to be starting again in a few minutes.
But before then,
my crew and I are gonna sweep through all the cars,
right from the engine room to the last car,
make sure there's nobody hiding out
and that we're all accounted for, OK?
But first, anyone who's wearing a mask,
would you please remove it?
OK, take a look around.
Now, is there anybody you don't recognize?
- No. - Uh...
- (Carne): No? - No.
- I don't see Jackson and I don't see Ed.
- (Man): Wait, is...
- OK, but we're still gonna have to get a headcount
just to find out if there's anybody missing.
- Missing?
Do you mean more people have been murdered?
Not just Mo and Mitchy?
- Wait, what? - No. No, no, no!
I mean your friends could be out there drunk.
Or--or afraid
or doing whatever their libido is telling them to do right now.
In the meantime, we need to get an accurate headcount.
So, please, stay seated or standing as you are
so that my colleague here can get an accurate count, OK?
All right, thank you.
- We're being targeted for what we did that night.
- It was a goddamn prank.
- That drove Kenny insane.
And now, we're paying the price.
(Inhaling deeply)
- We're not staying here. OK?
It wasn't safe for Mo, it's not gonna be safe for us.
Let's go. - Let go of me.
(Breathing heavily)
- Gotta keep an eye on those doors.
No one comes in.
We sure as hell don't go out.
(Lock clicking)
The train makes it back to the station,
and we're safe, OK?
This is how we stay alive.
(Breathing heavily)
OK?
(Breathing heavily)
- Ah!
(Sighing)
Jesus Christ!
(Scoffing)
Assholes.
- Nobody knows that we were behind that prank.
I think you're mixing up,
"We didn't tell anyone we did it,"
with, "A lot of people have a pretty good idea it was us."
- OK, fine.
Say it was one of those losers out there.
Who?
And why? And why now?
'Cause Kenny was 3 years ago.
(Sniffling)
- They were waiting...
...to get us all together.
Somewhere we wouldn't be able to run for any help.
- Our new president?
- I mean, I can understand him wanting to kill you.
But the rest of us?
- What if it was Ed?
Last time I saw him was at the train station.
- Maybe he never made it on the train.
- But his costume did.
Fuck.
- The magician.
- Yeah, boring us to death wasn't enough.
- He's a weird guy,
gave off a strange vibe the moment we met.
- He waved knives in front of my face.
- Kenny, wasn't Kenny into magic or something?
- What? This is some weird revenge-magic pact?
- Well, what else do we have?
This guy, he caught me alone.
He said horrible things about you and Mo and the frat
and how he wished that this train would crash
and kill everyone on board.
- Seriously?
Oh my God.
(Exhaling sharply)
Fuck.
It's him.
It's him. It's him.
I knew he was a creep.
This may be the first time
you and I have ever agreed on anything.
- We have to tell the others.
- No, we need to sit tight
until we make it back to the real world.
- What if there are other people out there
that he intends to kill,
we knew and we did nothing about it?
- Sucks to be them, I guess.
But I'm not opening that door
until we make it back to the station
and the entire police department shows up.
- Don't worry. I wouldn't ask you to.
(Door unlocking)
(Door closing)
(Breathing shakily)
(Gasping, screaming)
- I come in peace!
I promise! It's OK!
- Sorry.
- No, don't apologize. It's...
Wait, what are you doing here?
You should be in the bar with everyone.
Carne said-- - Doc didn't think it was safe.
So we barricaded ourselves in that stupid VIP room.
It gave us time to think. - And?
- What if the magician is behind all this?
(Chuckling)
- He's the only outside guest here.
His whole job is to be in two places at once.
- That doesn't make him a killer.
- I know. But let's just find him and get proof.
Or prove it's not him.
At least it's something to start with.
- OK.
Let's go get Carne and talk to the magician together.
(Sighing)
(Coughing, sniffling)
(Bottle slamming on table)
- (Alana, on phone): Hi, Kenny.
I've been waiting for you.
Kiss me, Kenny.
Kiss me.
(Breathing heavily)
(Men screaming, laughing)
- Whoa!
(Men screaming, laughing)
(Kenny screaming)
- It's a dead body!
(Phone smashing)
(Grunting, breathing heavily)
- (Alana): Hi, Kenny.
- Whoa!
(Breathing heavily)
I'm sorry!
- I've been waiting for you.
- OK? I know I'm an asshole!
Fuck!
- Kiss me, Kenny .
Kiss me.
- Whoa! Ah!
(Men screaming, laughing)
(Kenny screaming)
Ah!
(Grunting, groaning)
- I'm the president of this fraternity.
This is my event.
I--I should be out there with them representing us.
- I mean, you can go.
It's not like they locked us in here.
- Well, maybe I will.
I--I mean, we deserve to know what's going on, right?
They let you go out there with them?
- What? Uh, no, Jesus...
We're, um, gonna go backstage to find the magician.
- Find anything?
What?
What'd you find?
- Well, Alana--
Alana has a theory that the magician they hired
is the one behind all this.
- Well, why would he want to kill your friends?
- I don't know.
It--it--it might not be him.
But he's been really strange and...
- Did you check backstage? - We were waiting for you.
- Good call. Come on.
Excuse us.
- This is bullshit.
(Sighing)
(Sighing)
- Where the hell is he?
If he didn't jump, he's on this train somewhere.
- And if he did jump?
- We're in the middle of nowhere.
- Carne?
Oh God. - Oh my God.
That's Jackson's.
- Oh.
- The killer must have been wearing it when he...
- (Whispering): Yeah...
- He could still be here wearing anything,
pretending to be anybody.
(Inhaling deeply)
- If these killings are targeted,
then Alana and her friends,
they're in grave danger.
- The VIP room!
It's only got 2 doors.
We could station someone at either end.
Keep you safe.
- Get her down there.
I'll get to the locomotive car.
And we'll get this train back into civilization
as fast as we can!
- Come on.
(Train whistling)
- Let him know we're here.
- He said he wouldn't let me back in.
(Breathing heavily)
Doc? It's Alana.
Open the door.
(Sadie breathing heavily)
Please, Doc.
It's dangerous here! Open the door!
Open the goddamn door!
- (Whispering): OK, just one sec.
(Door unlocking)
(Screaming, gasping)
Oh my...
(Sobbing)
(Screaming)
(Both sobbing)
(Alana sniffling, sighing)
Carne will find him.
(Sniffling)
There are only so many places he can hide.
I'm gonna be right outside, OK?
Call me if you need anything.
(Sighing)
(Sniffling)
(Sobbing)
Oh...
(Exhaling slowly)
(Humming )
(Glass clinking)
Who's there?
Carne?
(Whimpering)
(Breathing heavily)
(Sniffling)
(Whimpering)
(Screaming)
(Breathing heavily)
(Grunting)
(Breathing heavily)
- Help! Somebody help me, please! Please!
(Screaming)
(Grunting)
- No! No, no, no.
(Grunting)
No!
(Choking)
(Screaming, crying)
(Moaning)
(Screaming)
No, no, no! Leave me alone!
(Screaming)
(Sobbing)
No, no, no, no, no, no!
Please, please!
(Sobbing)
(Screaming, sobbing)
No! No, no, no!
No, no!
Ah! No, no, no!
(Screaming, sobbing)
No, no, no...
(Grunting)
- Hello, Alana.
Do you remember me?
(Sobbing, sniffling)
Happy Halloween.
It's my favorite holiday.
'Cause you can be...
anyone you want to be.
- Kenny...
- You do remember me.
I was special.
(Breathing shakily)
What happened?
You're, uh...
you're bleeding.
(Exhaling sharply)
- Can I just go and wash it off?
You know, clean the wound? - Yeah...
I think you'll be OK.
(Breathing shakily)
Hmm...
It's been what?
It's been, uh...
three years?
(Sobbing)
Three years and a bit since that party where you, um...
where you promised to kiss me.
- I'm so sorry.
- I've missed you.
I've missed all of you.
(Breathing shakily)
Living life like nothing ever happened.
- We did something terrible to you that night.
I did something terrible that... I'm so sorry!
I'm sorry, Kenny!
- It wasn't very nice of you, was it?
- No, I know and--and I've regretted it ever since.
- Have you, though? - Yeah, I p-promise.
- Then why are you still friends
with all of those horrible people?
- Please don't hurt me.
- Oh, no. I'd...
I would never hurt--hurt a lovely girl like you.
No, all I've ever wanted was my kiss.
(Chuckling)
Give me that kiss, Alana.
Kiss me.
(Screaming)
Why did you do that?
- Because you killed them, you massacred them!
- You haven't changed a bit.
You're just like your terrible friends!
Anything...
You don't deserve anything!
(Gunshot)
(Screaming)
(Gasping)
(Sobbing, gagging)
- This is all my fault.
- Don't say that.
- It is.
I...
We... The others...
Kenny just wanted to be accepted.
And we drove him to this.
We pushed him over the edge.
- That's no excuse.
- That's the excuse.
If we hadn't done that,
if we just treated him like a human being...
then they'd still be alive right now.
All of them, including Kenny.
(Alana sniffling)
- Let's get you cleaned up.
And back to that car so you can decompress, OK?
(Sniffling)
We'll be back at the station in a half an hour.
(Sniffling)
- Hey, you.
- Hey.
- Just checking in to see if you need anything.
Look, I'm--I'm so sorry about Mo and--
- I'm sorry too.
- Why don't you come join us? Get a drink, or five.
You might be more comfortable with other people around.
- Maybe in a few minutes, thanks.
- OK.
(Alana sniffling)
(Sighing)
(Whispering): Oh, Jesus!
You were here. You were-- you were here the whole time.
- Jesus, Alana!
- Where's the magician? Have you seen him?
- He was in the bar car the last time I saw him. Why?
- Alana?
- Kenny didn't do it.
- But you saw him.
- He was on the train.
Yes, he found me.
But he didn't kill anyone.
He couldn't have. He was in here the entire night.
- Then who? - The magician.
The guy who brought a gun on a train of college students.
- You're lucky he did! - No, no, no!
That's what he wants you to think.
This is the guy who we thought was the killer the entire time,
the guy who's got a line for everything.
He killed Kenny before Kenny could provide an alibi.
- OK. OK!
Let's go get Carne and see if it really is him.
- Fuck that. I'm done waiting!
This ends now!
(Crowd screaming)
(Gasping)
- Oh my God!
I think he's dead!
- Who's dead? - The magician!
He's been stabbed.
- Kenny didn't do it.
- And the magician didn't do it either.
Go, get his gun!
I'll keep Alana here. She'll be safe with me.
Go quick!
Before whoever's doing this gets their hands on that goddamn gun!
(Breathing heavily)
Oh, it's gonna be OK.
- You don't know that.
The killer still wants to kill me.
I don't want to die.
(Phone buzzing, chiming)
Oh my God! We have service!
We have to call the police or a helicopter.
I--I need my phone.
Ow! You're hurting me!
- Good!
You selfish, spoiled little whore!
(Whimpering)
I hope you feel so much pain that you beg me--beg me
to put you out of your misery.
(Whimpering)
I saved the best till last.
- No.
- 'Cause you were the guiltiest one of all.
Do you even know how you fucked him up?
My sweet little boy!
(Sobbing)
Those monsters, they're gonna pay for what they did to you.
They're gonna pay.
OK, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Tell me again, who did this to you?
(Sniffling, breathing heavily)
- It was a guy named Doc...
and Mo and Jackson...
and Mitchy...
and a pretty girl named Alana.
- Doc and Mo and Jackson...
and Mitchy...
- And a pretty girl named Alana.
- And a pretty girl named Alana!
- You lured him. You tricked him.
And now my boy is dead!
- I'm so sorry about that.
- Shut the fuck up!
- Where is it?
(Sighing)
- I killed that trashy magician
because of what he did to my Kenny.
You--you...
I'm gonna make you suffer more than anyone.
I'm gonna make you suffer for everything that you did!
- No!
(Grunting)
(Screaming)
- Oh!
(Breathing shakily)
(Screaming)
(Screaming, grunting)
- No!
I didn't want to do it. I swear!
- And yet, you did!
Even after what happened,
you still went out with that party crowd
trying to destroy even more young boys' lives!
- No, no, no! I swear! I swear I'm a good person!
- Oh!
It was just my son's life that you ruined?
Bullshit!
(Grunting)
Ha! Just what you deserve.
- Alana? Carne?
(Gasping, breathing heavily)
Alana! What's happening?
- I'm gonna throw you out there,
and you're gonna break every single bone in your body!
(Breathing heavily)
(Gun clicking)
- Fuck!
- Oopsie!
- Let me in!
- Nothing can stop me.
(Grunting)
(Groaning, screaming)
- Die, you psycho!
(Sobbing)
(Both sobbing)
(Siren wailing)
(Men and woman talking, indistinct)
(Whatcha Wanna Do Now by Luca and the Cube )
Unclutter your mind
Unclutter your time
Unclutter your mind
Unclutter your time
Unclutter your mind
Unclutter your time
For whatcha wanna, whatcha wanna
Whatcha wanna do now
When they came to this tribe I thought I lost my mind
Go insane
I thought I left behind
And just like you
I question everything that goes around
So depleted for sure I was losing ground
Open up your mind
Let the sunshine in
I know you're better now
Got to go back hard
Got to play to win
Bigshot go bang, bang
I wanted so much
Now I find
I can have whatever I wanted right now
Closed Captions: MELS
(Crowd laughing, chatting)
- (Kenny): Hey, guys.
Can I get one of these after?
- I don't want to make some poor pledge
feel like crap for being a virgin.
- They've been doing this initiation for years.
It's harmless.
And it's part of your initiation,
so you have to do it.
- Fine, but I'm gonna make it as nice as possible for them.
- Of course you are. - Mm-hmm.
- Say hello to our special guest.
- Courtesy of Alana.
- Oh, well, in that case, thank you for these.
- Thanks. You need to get that back to the med lab
clean and in one piece.
- Mo, no one's going to actually have sex with it.
- Mwah!
- Doc, this is Alana.
Alana, Doc, frat prez.
- The pre-med pledge?
- Are you pre-med too?
- Doctor of love.
I gotta hand it to you, you really came through for us.
And I see some bright things in her future, Lanny-Banany.
- So, uh, Alana, are you ready to be our honey?
- Huh?
- We need you to be our queen bee
and lure these nerdy pledges into their doom.
- OK, but we're not gonna hurt any of them, right?
- No, we won't hurt them.
We'll just, I don't know,
embarrass the shit out of them.
- Uh, she doesn't want to hurt any feelings either.
- Oh, are you worried about this guy pulling rabbits
out of people's asses?
- Oh, oh! - See that?
- Oh, oh, whoa! - Oh, whoa! Get out of here!
- Oh! Whoo! - Whoa!
- Cool. Very funny.
- He's sweet!
- Don't get your panties in a knot.
This is just level one! Come on!
Nothing like what's coming for these pussies next week.
You grab Ed... - Yep.
- ...and Jackson.
Make sure our boy's ready.
This skank is coming with me.
(Crowd talking, indistinct)
Just know I ain't no regular fool
Could be anything in the world but could never be you
- Hail, brothers. Everyone's so hot here--
- We are not brothers yet.
- Yeah, gotta make sure
every one of our new pledges is a genuine stud.
Relax.
- But, I thought they banned that cracker thing.
- They did. And we'll never get over it.
But we still have some traditions kept alive.
- We have set you up with the most gorgeous pledge
who's ready to escort you over the sexual threshold.
- Wait, you guys are serious?
- Behold thy fair maiden.
- Oh.
(Kenny whistling)
Oh, wow. Yeah, she's--she...
(Chuckling)
Mmm. She is beautiful.
- Oh, she sure is, huh?
- OK, I feel so bad about this.
- It's like when we took pics of you dressed like babies.
- OK, those diapers were awful!
- Well, thank God you didn't like it,
'cause that would have been really weird.
(Laughing)
(Crowd talking, indistinct)
- Yeah! - OK.
- So, listen, it's your time, son.
So, don't ask questions.
Just go in there and make your mama proud.
- All right. - All right?
- Yeah. - All right?
- OK. - All right.
- Whoo!
- All right, Kenny. Let's go! Animal, you're an animal!
- Yeah! Get it! - Come on!
- OK, let's do it!
- (Mo): Let me see if she's ready.
- All right.
(Laughing nervously)
- You got this.
(Alana giggling)
- Kenny's downstairs.
You ready?
- Uh, no. Doc's not done setting up.
- Ah, Doc?
Doc? Hurry up! What are you doing?
- OK, pledge, show time.
Keep the lights off and just hide behind the bed
and lure him in.
(Alana sighing)
- Poor guy.
- Oh, no. It's nothing.
I mean, my initiation,
they had me running through the quad buck-naked
wearing nothing but a pig's head.
Trust me, this guy's getting off easy.
(Mitchy giggling)
- (Whispering): OK.
- So, um, I got a little surprise in there.
Turns out the keys that she provided
open up a little bit more than just the med lab.
(Sighing, scoffing)
So, drop your drawers and get her!
(Men chuckling)
- Hi, Kenny.
I've been waiting for you.
Kiss me, Kenny.
Kiss me.
(Screaming)
(Kenny screaming)
(Men laughing)
- Oh my God. What a loser!
- Whoa, it's a dead body!
(Kenny screaming)
- Is she--is she--is she OK?
Is she OK?
Hey! Is she--is she really dead?
Is she OK?
Huh? Is she OK?
- He's losing his mind because of us.
- We don't know that.
- He's fine. He's just drunk.
He needs to sleep it off.
- Sleep it off? Look at him!
- He does seem pretty bad.
- I'm telling the police what happened.
- No, you're gonna do nothing, pledge.
- But the doctors need to know what happened.
- If you say a word,
I'll make sure to let the cops know
how this was all your nutty, nympho fucking idea.
You got it? - Nympho? What?
- Yeah, you got off on what happened to him.
That's what I'll tell them.
It'll be all over the press.
And your life will be over.
(Men and women chatting, laughing)
- Ah!
And God saw everything that he had made.
And behold! It was very good.
(Chucking)
- It was very lame, dude!
Where are all my sexy nurses at?
My naughty nuns?
My non-binary Blackbeard?
- Mo's your beard, not me.
- Getting along, as usual.
- Love at first sight, bro. Love at first sight.
- Ha! - Play nice!
- Or what?
- Or I'll cast a spell on you.
(Mitchy giggling)
- OK, everybody, follow me! We're going to our rooms.
- How about you cast a spell on her,
and I promise I'll be a saint.
- Let me see what I can do. - Pardon me!
Excuse me! Out of my way, please!
Has anyone seen my girlfriend?
Yea high?
A little rigid?
Not much of a face, but, man, can she take a good pounding!
- Ah, seriously, dude?
- Ah, baby! You're so anatomically correct.
- Ew!
- Yeah!
- So, does, uh, Pet know about--
- Simone? - Yeah?
- Yeah. I call her Simone. Want to know why?
- Why?
'Cause when I see her, I moan.
Best part about Simone is she never talks back!
(Both chuckling)
Not even when I teach her lessons
on how to vacuum a sword.
- Ugh, OK! Enough of your charms!
- Aw, honey.
The night is young,
I am dumb and full of cum.
- So disgusting!
- Whoo!
- Rowdy crowd out there tonight.
- Try working New Year's Eve at a truck stop.
Now, that's rowdy!
- Truck stop?
That wasn't on your resume.
- Ah, too late now.
You've already hired me.
(Laughing)
- All right, everyone, listen up.
Hey, can I have your attention please?
Hey.
Thank you.
Now, I won't spend too long talking.
- It already feels like forever, dude.
- Play nice.
- But I just wanted to welcome you all
to my first big party as frat president!
Have a great time tonight!
(Crowd cheering)
While maintaining decorum and following the rules, of course.
Now, our fraternity is committed to respect and inclusion
for our members and guests.
To that end, I ask that
you take care of your fellow passengers.
We're all here to have a good time.
So let's make sure we play our parts accordingly.
Make sure to receive consent
when engaging in any sexual activities.
No smoking on board.
And, when possible...
- Hey, who is that? - Huh?
- The guy on my right. But don't make it too obvious.
- (The Prez): ...to a VIP car. That's for everyone.
Last but not least, I hope everyone has...
- There's nobody there.
- All right!
- Are you OK?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
(Gasping)
I forgot my hat.
Sorry, can you...
- Yeah. - I'll be right back.
- T-minus 15.
Do you want to go out there and round them up?
- Of course.
- Remember, don't take any bullshit.
Be polite, be pleasant.
- Of course.
- Those rich college kids,
they think they can get away with anything!
(Carne chuckling)
You don't have to stand for that.
- I won't. I promise.
- Good.
- Be careful when loading these.
You break it, you bought it.
- I don't work here.
- Ah, OK.
I don't think I get your costume then.
- Oh, pirate.
You thought I was a porter?
With a feather in my hat?
- All apologies.
If I could make myself disappear, I would.
Oh, wait a minute...
I can.
- All right, so, a proctologist pulls a thermometer
out of his coat pocket.
Then he says: "Great, now some asshole has my pen."
- Pet, can you do something about your boyfriend?
- Mmm, I tried to get him to leave this thing at the frat.
But he wouldn't listen to me.
- You philistines don't value art!
When I'm rich and famous,
Simone and I will remember this outrage
and shower you with our disdain.
- All right, for all our sake,
I'm taking her away from you, permanently.
Boop! - My muse!
Kidnapped by a heathen!
Jackson! I'm gonna report you to the SVU
if you don't give my baby back!
Come on!
- All right, let's go!
(Crowd talking, indistinct)
- All aboard!
Hey, uh, all aboard,
unless you want to spend Halloween in a train station.
(Whispering): Hey. - Hey.
I think you should be a little more assertive,
like, alpha-doggy style.
You know what I mean?
Um, dominate those bitches.
- Yeah, I--I think I got it. Thanks.
- No, I don't think you do. Check this out.
Yo, assholes!
There we go.
Hey, my friend here has got
something really important to say.
So, just--just shut the fuck up and listen to her, OK?
- OK, everyone, it's time to get this party started!
(Crowd cheering)
So, uh, ahem, sorry.
Have your tickets ready to be scanned,
and you can board using any of the doors.
And have fun!
(Crowd cheering)
- Hey, that wasn't so bad, was it?
- No, it wasn't. Thanks.
- Yeah.
- You can board behind me, if you like.
- Oh, I thought you'd never ask.
- Look, I just want to attend to my guests.
- Yeah, that's all I'm asking,
for you to treat me like a guest.
- How about you treat her like a human being
and not a piece of meat and let her do her job?
What did you think she would do,
fuck you after you humiliated her?
- Come on, do you ever have any actual fun?
- One day, you're gonna take it too far.
(Gasping)
Oh, wait, you already have.
- Forgive me, Lord, for I have sinned.
Hey, yo, party's over there, buddy.
- Yeah, let's do this!
Oh, uh, hey...
(Laughing)
I owe you. I love you.
- Let's go, Mitchy.
- Whoo!
(Both giggling)
- Oh, shit! Fucking weirdo!
Ha ha! Ah!
(Panting, laughing)
- You've had your fun and games.
Now give me Simone back!
I know she's a little frigid,
but it's too cold for her out here!
- Oh, what's that, Simone?
Simone says you're fucking weird, bro!
Whoo!
(Grunting)
(Sighing)
(Groaning)
- I know shoes make the outfit,
but this witch is gonna turn into a major bitch
if she wears stilettos all night.
So, ta-da!
(Gasping)
- Ooh, perfect! OK...
So, hat, no hat?
Jacket and hat?
Or both of them?
You know what I am, right?
- Yeah, yeah, you're one of the Three Musketeers.
- A musketeer? Ugh!
I knew I should have worn an eye patch!
I'm supposed to be a pirate, a sexy pirate.
- A pirate? Oh, no.
No, you are missing more than an eye patch, babe.
No, you need to say, "Arr!"
You need a parrot, a peg-leg, a skull and crossbones.
- Oh, I do have that.
- God.
(Laughing)
- Hello! - No!
No! Go! - Ah...
(Grunting)
- Hey, killer costume, Ed!
(Grunting)
Yeah, but work on those acting skills next time.
(Grunting)
(Moaning)
(Grunting)
(Imitating motor boat)
- Can you put it on me, please?
- Yeah. - Thank you.
Thank you.
What? - Nothing.
It's just... It feels like we just met.
And soon, you'll be going off to med school.
Four years went by way too fast!
- Well, it was 3 years for me.
- Oh my God, you're such an ice queen.
- I'm gonna miss you so much!
I don't even know what to think about it.
- Oh, me neither. - I love you.
And no matter what, we are best friends for life.
- Even if I marry Doc one day?
- Even if you lose your mind and marry Doc.
(Giggling)
(Alana): OK.
I'm gonna go find Mo.
- Mmm. - Are you OK with all this?
- Yeah, yeah, no problem. Ooh!
Get me a gin and tonic. Oh, mmm, no, no.
No, make it a double tequila-soda.
- OK, you got it.
(Giggling)
- Everybody's boarded. Let's get on our way.
(Train whistling)
- Hey, Ed.
Shouldn't you be with Pet and Sandy?
Simone?
Whatever the hell you call her?
OK, and now you're just being weird.
Ooh, I'm so scared of a rubber knife.
If you want a drink, it's this way.
- Girl! Let me in! Whoa!
(Woman laughing)
- You haven't seen Ed, have you?
- I just ran into him.
He's walking around trying to scare people.
(Giggling)
- Of course he is.
You're so lucky you have a normal boyfriend like Mo.
(Chuckling)
- You try calling Ed?
- No coverage,
because we're in the middle of who-knows-where.
This Wi-Fi is a fucking joke.
(Scoffing)
So basic.
Anyway...
(Pet giggling)
- Here, I should take a couple too.
- Train babes!
(Camera clicking)
(Giggling)
(Gasping)
- You know, I did hear something about some bullshit VIP room.
Ed might be heading that way.
- Cool, thanks!
(Electronic on PA )
(Men and woman talking, laughing)
- An old fashioned and a double tequila-soda, please.
- It's on me.
(Chuckling)
- It's an open bar.
- Damn.
Here I thought I could make up for my faux pas earlier.
- Your "faux pas," huh? Fancy!
- Well, I'm a fancy guy. I wear a cape.
Anyway, um, apologies.
- It's OK.
I mean, my pirate costume is clearly a big fail anyways.
- Well, I don't think it's the outfit.
- So, what, you see me and you think "train porter"?
- Well, I don't think "sorority sister".
You don't strike me as the type of person to ask people
to let you join their squad.
- "Join their squad."
I think I liked it better
when you were speaking fancy French.
Thanks!
Hey, how'd you do that little trick earlier,
where you disappeared into thin air?
- Well, if I told you, I'd have to kill you.
(Chuckling)
- Ah!
- Hey, have you seen Mo?
- He's back there in the VIP room.
- Thanks.
Godzilla?
- I'm a God-lizard! - Whoa.
(Screaming, howling)
(Alana laughing)
- It's trademarked.
- Right, OK.
(Laughing)
- Whoa!
(Barking)
- I wouldn't call myself elite, but I am coming in anyways.
Mo?
(Screaming, gasping)
Oh my God!
- I finally did it.
Now you and I can be together forever.
(Breathing heavily)
- Happy Halloween!
(Cheering, screaming)
- Oh my God!
(Laughing)
You assholes!
- Been called worse by you!
- You gotta admit it, pretty convincing.
- OK, it's very convincing!
- Ah, throat slash, compliments of Merry's visual effects class.
(Scoffing)
- Can't believe you guys got me again!
Well played, both of you.
- Whoa, whoa. Alana paying me, Satan himself, a compliment?
Please, say that one more time,
'cause I need to record it for posterity!
- Not on social media, didn't happen.
But you should delete that video of me while you're at it.
- Why would I ever do that?
- Seriously? You really gotta ask?
- Well, unlike with Kenny,
this won't send you into a straight jacket.
- Still, frat-sanctioned party, dead-body freak-out...
- The Prez can pry this from my dead, cold hands.
Enjoy your cock -tails.
And tonight is one party you can't just bail on.
(Sighing)
(Laughing)
(Pop playing on PA )
- Ed...
If you're trying to freak me out,
you might want to try harder.
(Giggling)
OK, I know we're not supposed to light up in here,
but rules are made to be broken.
Hmm! Whoops.
Do you want one? Doc rolled way too many.
(Chuckling)
OK, now you're just being annoying!
When I find Pet, who's way out of your league,
I'm gonna tell her she could do way better.
(Giggling)
Ed?
OK, I've never been less afraid.
(Chuckling)
So, stop this!
You don't have consent to grab me!
That's a rule that isn't made to be broken.
Stop!
- This jerkoff bugging you?
- Ugh, Ed's just being Ed.
So, yeah, really annoying.
Yeah. He's all yours!
(Sighing)
Bye!
(Groaning)
- Whoo!
(Sniffing)
You're totally whack tonight, bro.
By the way, that stunt out there with the sword, mwah!
(Chuckling)
Did Merry help you?
It was really gnarly!
Oh! What is that?
What is that?
Is that a hotdog covered in fake blood?
Ah!
Ah, man!
I bet you're getting this shit all over everyone.
Where's the bathroom? Gotta wash my hands.
I'll tell you this much, you go all out, bro,
in character, not talking, full-on creepy!
Whoo!
(Sniffing)
Ah!
Ah!
(Jackson chuckling)
You want to suck face now, dude?
If we did that, would that make us gay?
Or would you just be, like, hardcore into bestiality?
I'm not even sure reptiles have dicks.
Hey, what the--
(Grunting)
(Giggling)
- That train girl is gonna freak if she smells that.
(Exhaling)
- Mmm!
(Knocking on door)
Go away!
(Doorknob rattling)
(Mitchy giggling, Doc scoffing)
(Knocking on door)
Go away!
(Whispering): Fuck.
(Knocking on door)
(Grunting)
- This car is for everyone.
- What's the point of a VIP room if anyone can just waltz in?
- Dude, you can't smoke on the train.
Are you trying to get us fined?
- Are you gonna make me sweep the place too, you narc?
(Scoffing)
- Magic show is starting.
- Yeah, uh, we'll be busy, bro.
- I can't wait to see this guy.
He's edgy, kind of scary, but sexy-scary.
(Giggling)
Come on! It'll be fun!
(Sighing)
(Crowd cheering, laughing)
(Pop playing on PA )
(Alana and Mo laughing)
- You need send me that. - I will.
(Mo sighing)
- You're not pissed about my little act earlier, are you?
- We both know whose act it really was.
- OK, that's not fair.
- But was it yours or his?
- Hey! - Hey!
- Hey, hey!
The great Doc predicts that this magician,
just like all magicians,
is gonna be incredibly lame.
- Oh, stop being so cynical.
It might be fun!
- What's next? Hula hoops?
A talent show? - What?
Can't stand nobody looking at you for 30 minutes?
- I can handle that fine.
It's just all the G-rated bullshit that bugs me.
If I was still president today,
there'd be a live sex show
and we'd be all off our asses on blow, yeah!
- And that's exactly why you're not the president anymore.
- Oh! - Yeah.
- Evening, perverts.
(Crowd cheering)
- Ooh! Edgy! Sexy scary!
- Yes, yes!
- Can I have a brave volunteer?
One who is unafraid of the line
that separates life from death.
- Right here, Cheez Whiz.
- (Mo): Oh!
(Crowd cheering)
- Miss, will you join me?
(Crowd cheering)
- Now, uh, you're not afraid of blood, are you?
- Nope. Pre-med, baby! - Whoo!
- OK, well, um, we'll just see about that.
(Crowd gasping)
Now can you assure our audience
that this knife is, in fact, real?
- It's real.
(Magician sighing)
- And can you also confirm to them that I am real?
(Chuckling)
- Too real.
(Crowd gasping)
- Would you care for a sip of my ruby red...
Ah!
(Crowd gasping)
(Magician groaning)
- Oh my God!
- Have you seen Ed?
- No, what'd he do now?
- Nothing.
I haven't seen him since the station.
I haven't seen him on the train at all.
- He's probably just in another car
doing his stand-up for somebody.
- Yeah, or fucking someone.
We haven't been doing so hot.
- Yeah, I, uh, yeah, I know the feeling.
(Crowd screaming)
- And that is how I keep my blood icy cold.
(Laughing)
Thank you so much. A round of applause!
(Crowd cheering)
- (Man): Come on, yeah!
(Knocking on door)
- You know, when I heard frat party,
I was picturing, like, a beer commercial,
not a magician.
You think this guy's any good?
- I'd have never guessed you were into magic.
- I'm not, but, uh,
he looks like he's good with sleight of hand.
(Giggling)
- Why don't you go to the show?
I mean, there's not that much going on out here anyway
with all of them in the room.
- Um, hi. The door's, like, locked.
But I don't think there's anyone in there.
- Ha! Well, doors don't usually lock themselves, do they?
(Chuckling)
Everything all right in there?
(Chuckling)
There's another one down in that other car.
- Do we open the door?
- Nah. We'll leave them alone.
Come back in a few minutes.
(Clears throat)
Probably doing drugs.
And let's face it, this job doesn't pay enough
for us to start acting like cops.
Ha!
(Train whistling)
(Crowd applauding)
- Now, if you're not too frightened,
could I possibly have another volunteer?
(Crowd gasping, cheering)
(Crowd applauding)
Do you trust me? - Uh...
(Woman giggling)
- How do you like your salad?
Sliced or chopped?
(Gasping)
It's your turn.
Mixed, tossed or chopped?
(Alana giggling)
(Prez grunting)
(Crowd gasping, screaming)
- (Woman): Is he OK?
(Crowd cheering)
- No! - That was crazy!
(Crowd cheering)
- You good?
- Oh my God, that was crazy!
- I have a 20-year-old single malt backstage,
if you'd care to join me.
Appreciation for your participation this evening.
- What do I get for, uh, staying awake?
(Chuckling)
- You know what? I am disturbingly sober.
- Uh, bye.
Oh my God! - Are you fucking serious?
- What? He is shit hot!
We could try a devil's three-way for once, just saying.
- I don't even think I could check Mo's dick for STIs,
and I love the guy.
Just saying.
- Oh my God! Get out!
- Whoa! That's enough!
(Chuckling)
- That one's for me.
It's a mid-show booster.
(Alana chuckling)
- Thanks.
- Do you mind if I lose this?
I sweat like a motherfucker when I'm performing.
(Sighing)
(Exhaling slowly)
(Glasses clinking)
- I wonder if he's shown her his wand yet.
- Oh, please, man.
Alana doesn't go for that pumped-up crap.
- Oh yeah?
No shit, she doesn't, man.
You know, if Princess Alana ever dumps you,
you still got me, buddy.
For life!
(Chuckling)
- So, why are you a part of all this?
(Scoffing)
- It's our annual Halloween party.
- I mean why are you in a sorority?
- Ah, this again.
Well, sororities give you a leg-up,
which someone who's poor,
but not poor enough for a scholarship needs in life.
Plus, those people out there
don't make me explain myself to them.
- No offence, I just think you belong to a better crowd,
instead of Doc and that wet-blanket beta of his.
(Scoffing)
- Mo's my boyfriend. And he's no wet blanket.
- Whoops.
Still, a good ol' train crash would rid the world
of a bunch of self-obsessed, privileged assholes.
- That's fucked up, man.
(Sighing)
- I think it's time for VIPs.
- Ooh, to P in V?
(Giggling)
- Mm-hmm, let's go!
(Electronic playing on PA )
(Crowd laughing, chatting)
(Scoffing)
(Screaming)
- Me and you, superglue!
(Laughing)
- This is my song!
- So, who you liking?
- All I can think about is
our boyfriends dogging those young pledges.
- And what is stopping you from doing the same?
The monogamy myth is a trap.
(Giggling)
Being poly is so freeing.
- I don't think I can do it.
- You won't know till you try.
(Giggling)
- Ooh, we gotta get some selfies.
- Oh, yeah! OK.
(Giggling)
- Cute.
- OK, um, this poly dropped a molly.
(Laughing)
So, I'm going to try riding that cowboy's bull.
(Giggling)
I amplify
I'm on my way, on my way
To the best thing that you've ever seen
Know that you bow to the queen
Lose all your senses and reason
I'll give you something to believe in
I'll give you something to believe in
On my way
On my way to you
Good at what I do
On my way to you
Good at what I do
On my way to you
(Chuckling)
Oh.
(Chuckling)
(Doorknob rattling)
Oh no!
(Sighing)
- That still locked?
You seen anyone go in there?
- Oh, it's no biggie. I'll use the other one.
Hmm!
(Scoffing)
- Hello? Is there anyone in there?
It's the porter.
I'm gonna need to come in.
OK, I'm coming in.
(Scoffing)
This better not be weird.
(Keys jingling)
(Door unlocking)
(Chuckling)
OK, very funny.
You know what's gonna be real funny, though?
When your frat gets the cleaning bill.
OK, joke's over!
Get up!
(Scoffing)
Hello?
Oh my God!
(Breathing heavily)
(Electronic playing on PA )
- (Woman): Oh my God, I love this song!
- Hey! - Hey!
- Great party, right?
- It is!
- You being here tonight, it means a lot.
- Me? Why me?
- You're an ally. You care.
- Oh God. I'm not perfect, trust me.
- I think you're more than perfect.
- And I think you're really sweet
and maybe had a little bit too much to drink.
- Maybe. Maybe.
No more flirting for me. I promise.
(Chuckling)
- OK.
- Jackson, baby!
(Giggling)
I think
you and me should step into this sleeper bunk
and get you all warm-blooded.
And before you say anything, let me tell you
Merry is off in another car getting frisky with Doc.
So, give in to your lizard brain.
(Giggling)
(Giggling)
Oh! Oh!
(Breathing heavily)
(Laughing)
What are you hiding under here?
A turtle? Or a python?
(Giggling)
(Gasping)
Oh.
(Laughing)
Ah!
Whoa!
(Giggling)
Oh, OK.
(Giggling)
(Gasping)
A lizard with a knife?
Ooh, kinky boy!
(Gasping, screaming)
(Screaming)
- Hey!
I think I owe you an apology.
- Let's go somewhere I can actually hear you.
(Electronig playing on PA )
I'm all ears.
- I think sometimes,
all the, uh,
bad that I see in the world...
stops me from seeing the good.
(Gasping)
I'm sorry about what I said earlier.
Sometimes, when I'm performing, I become this other person.
You know, the showman comes out, and I--I get a little too cocky.
- Hey, it's OK.
Apology accepted.
- You'd think being a magician
that, uh, I'd be better not to judge appearances.
(Inhaling sharply)
- Well, I know it doesn't look like it,
but there are actually some great people here
if you dig a little deeper.
- I'm sorry.
- Carne, thank God you're here!
(Breathing heavily)
- If one of those frat boys did something to you,
I swear to God I will throw them off this train,
and I won't even stop the train!
- There's a body in one of the sleeper bathrooms.
There was blood everywhere.
It was awful!
(Whispering): Someone has been killed!
- They're just playing with you, honey.
- No, it was real! Look, I have his blood on me!
- That's fake.
Look, they've been horsing around all night.
Here, you sit down.
Take a little rest for yourself.
And I promise you, when you go back and check,
you'll see that it's all just a big, stupid prank.
OK, I'm just gonna get some wipes
and get you cleaned up.
- Rye and ginger, you idiots!
Now get out of here,
or I'll give you another paddling,
you useless moron.
(Pet giggling)
- But I thought hazing was outlawed?
- Oh, looks like Doc's been a bad boy.
Maybe he needs a little taste of his own medicine?
(Mo laughing)
- OK. God, this thing is vicious!
I mean, it's actually cracked.
- What are those names on it?
- Back when frats were actually fun,
not uptight snowflake fests,
we'd immortalize
the worst pledge of the year on it.
- After giving him the mother of all paddlings.
- We wouldn't stop until he'd bleed, OK?
(Mo chuckling)
- Kirk Allen, 2003.
Peter Adams, 2014.
- People still talk about that guy.
- Kenny Couillard, 2019.
Who's that?
Hmm?
- What?
- He didn't pass initiation. He cracked up.
- Yeah, he ended up in a mental hospital.
- Yeah, ancient history, guys.
We're here to get drunk, get high and...
OK?
(Laughing)
Now...
Merry and me are gonna go try out those bunks.
And you two can do whatever you want with that paddle.
- Enjoy! - Thanks, guys!
(Sighing)
(Mo inhaling sharply)
(Lock clicking)
- You see?
That's the problem with trains like these.
It is just so hard to get some alone time.
- Excuse me.
(Men and women chatting, indistinct)
(Sighing)
I am such an idiot.
(Pop playing on PA )
I could use one of those.
- Drinking on the job?
- Some joker put a dead body in the bathroom,
and I fell for it.
Like, if we had reception,
I would have called the cops or an ambulance.
- Jesus, he'll never learn.
- Who?
- Doc, our resident asshole.
(Alana scoffing)
- It's fine.
It's a Halloween party.
I should have known better.
- No, no, you thought you saw a dead body.
That would mess anyone up.
But of course, they don't think about that,
because they have no feelings.
Hey!
How many more people need to be traumatized?
- What?
- Your gags are cruel and shitty.
But targeting innocent people is crossing the line.
- I have no idea what you're talking about.
- The fake dead body she found in the bathroom
while doing her job?
- Sounds hilarious, but it's not my work.
- Of course it's you.
This has you written all over it.
Loving everyone squirming and hurt
while you're in control!
- Hey, I didn't fucking do it, OK?
- I didn't realize how scared you were.
- Scared of what? Scared of you?
- Your ways of doing things are done, Doc!
- And--and here we go again.
You know, if I said half the shit
that you say about me about women, I'd be cancelled.
My balls would be strung up in town square.
But you get to spout off whatever garbage you want.
- It's not just me. Look around!
Everyone is tired of your shit!
They tolerate you, but nobody actually likes you!
- Well, you should worry a little less about me.
Maybe, just maybe, worry a little more about Mo,
'cause if anybody is tolerating anybody, it's him!
- Oh, you don't know the first thing about us.
- I know that the poor guy's hiding in a VIP room
drinking himself half-blind
wondering if he needs an escape plan
from your relationship.
- If he is, it's because of you.
- Hey, Alana!
- What?
- The future is female.
- Fuck you!
- Mo's in the VIP room with Pet.
And she's got the major hots for him.
- Oh, I know.
(Chuckling)
- Mmm...
(Sighing)
Pet...
(Mo sighing)
- I can tell you want to.
- Fine.
Mm-mmm.
(Knocking on door)
- (Alana): Mo?
Mo?
- (Whispering): Shit.
- Mo? - Shit.
- What happens in the VIP...
(Knocking on door)
...stays in the VIP.
(Scoffing)
- Ugh!
(Chuckling)
- Mmm. No, no!
Pet, Jesus, I don't want my life to implode!
- Jackson!
Where's Mo? Have you seen him?
OK, if this is some bro-code bullshit,
I will fuck you up, don't think I won't!
- Alana?
- There you are.
- Hey, sorry!
Lizard guy, get your claws off my girlfriend.
- I was getting worried about you.
- Worried? - Mm-hmm.
- What could you possibly be worried about?
We're on a train.
- Who's the idiot that hired this guy again?
Oh, wait, that was you!
- Yeah, yeah.
Actually, the sorority just asked for his contact info.
They want to hire him for New Year's.
(Sighing)
(Inhaling sharply)
- Oh--oh my God.
- What? What did he do?
- My waist,
my entire waist just got, like,
pulled forward uncontrollably.
- Magnetism.
- Do me!
- Do we have to pay this guy extra to fuck our ladies?
'Cause it's about to go down.
- If you'll excuse me.
So, what are you so afraid of?
- Why would I be afraid?
- Because magic is about perception and control:
two things that make a guy like you nervous.
- Whoa.
Yeah, watch it, buddy.
- Yeah.
(Chuckling)
Maybe you should be afraid.
(Prez chuckling)
(Scoffing)
- This guy is fucking dangerous.
- Yeah, sure, whatever you say, man.
(Electronic playing in distance )
- Mmm. Um.
(Clears throat, sighing)
I'm sorry.
About everything, not just all the bullshit
that happened tonight.
Like, really, I mean it.
And I--I--I'm--I'm not just trying to, you know,
temporarily smooth things over, patch things up.
It's--it's--it's-- - I know
- It's... Mmm...
Mmm...
- You and I spent 2 months straight together last summer.
And you were nothing like this.
- I--I know.
I know. I know.
And then back to school, and, boom, instant dickhead.
- Right, but only when you're hanging out with Doc.
- Yeah, well, Doc's my best friend.
- I mean, is he though? How good of a friend can he be?
I mean, he likes to see me angry, Mo.
- Ah, that's just his fucked up sense of humour.
- OK, trying to break us up isn't funny to me.
He's only happy if you do exactly what he wants.
And that's not a friend.
- That is just the stupid frat stuff.
- It's everything.
Maybe he's in love with you.
(Scoffing)
- Yeah.
(Chuckling)
No, no!
No, no, Doc likes to hook up with other women with Mitchy.
It's, like, their thing. They're all about it, you know?
- And he's never asked you to join?
Just make sure that whatever you're doing is for you.
- You're right.
- Because I love that person.
(Clicking tongue)
- You know, I was beginning to wonder when I saw you
with the cool magician dude.
(Giggling)
- I hate to admit it,
but I do like to be surprised with a little bit of attention.
- Oh. - But no.
What I want...
is you.
Just you being your own person.
Because that's what I find really, really sexy.
(Woman screaming in distance)
- What the fuck was that?
(Crowd cheering)
(Sighing)
(Chuckling)
What the fuck was that?
Mmm...
- To be continued.
(Mo sighing)
- Goddammit.
Mmm!
- This is a party.
And last time I checked,
we are not exhibitionists like Doc and Mitchy.
OK? Let's go.
- Whoo!
(Crowd chatting, laughing)
- I'm gonna find Mitchy. She won't want to miss this.
- OK.
(Sighing)
Thanks, asshole.
- Trouble in paradise?
- You sent Alana to go find me
even though I had Pet practically doing
a topless lap dance on my crotch.
Why?
- Um, it's the love train, bro.
Look, I thought you guys were here
for the same reasons the rest of us are.
- That's bullshit.
You're trying to fuck with my relationship.
Look, you keep interfering with my personal life,
you're gonna lose the last real friendship
you have around here.
- Mitchy?
Ugh!
I swear, if you have passed out again...
Oh...
Sorry!
Oh, you haven't seen my friend, have you?
- Sexy witch? - Hard to miss.
- Ha! No.
- She crashes when she's high.
- Me too. Might as well be dead.
- Ugh! Mitchy!
I can't believe you'd take part in something like this.
(Scoffing)
Mitchy?
Girl, really? Ugh!
Really? Ugh!
Mitchy! Mitchy!
(Whispering): Mitchy?
Mitchy?
Oh God.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Mitchy?
(Sobbing): Mitchy?
No, no, no, no!
(Crying)
No, Mitchy! Mitchy, please!
- Oh my God!
- No!
(Sobbing)
- Now, who's hungry for the dark stuff?
(Crowd cheering)
Are we having fun yet?
- (Crowd): Yeah!
(Crowd members whooping)
- Well, come close.
Because you're gonna want to feel this one
before we take a little break.
Don't be shy to get your hands on me.
Now, tell me...
where am I now?
(Crowd gasping)
- What?
- I hope he's disappeared for good.
Hey, Mo, you still butthurt?
(Mo gasping)
Oh my God! Mo! Mo!
I think Mo's been stabbed!
(Crowd cheering)
Help! Hey!
Mo, Mo, Mo, sit down!
Stay with me!
- Nice try, guys.
- Someone help!
Oh God. Oh God.
Help!
Come on, stay with me!
Stay with me! Someone!
Come on, Mo, come on, no!
This is real! Hey!
- These party trains do a circuit
of a barely-used set of tracks,
meaning we can't call the police.
- Tha-that's impossible.
You can get cell service anywhere.
- Not this far north.
It's all wilderness up here.
We won't get reception for, like, an hour.
Come on.
(Breathing heavily)
- Someone help!
(Mo choking)
- What happened? - Oh my God!
- I don't know. - No, no, no.
No, no. Mo, you're with me.
You're OK. You're OK.
You're with me. Mo, look at me.
Stay with me. Mo! Mo, please, please.
(Alana crying)
Mo! Mo! No, no, no! Baby, please.
Mo! Mo! Mo! Who did this?
- I didn't see anything!
One moment he's fine, the next...
- I'm gonna call Carne.
- I think he struck an artery!
Oh, Mo, Mo! - What can we do?
Fuck! What can we do?
- Mo, stay with me. Please, Mo.
- Your friend needs medical help.
Carne, crank this train as fast as you can!
(Sobbing)
- Mo, Mo! Stay with me, baby!
Mo, Mo, Mo, Mo, Mo!
Mo, stay-- Mo!
(Mo gasping, grunting)
Mo!
(Sobbing)
Who the fuck is doing this to us?
(Screaming, sobbing)
(Train whistling)
(Alana crying)
- Mitchy, we need to find her.
- Come on. - No, Doc.
- We need to find Mitchy. - Doc...
- She's in danger too. - She's dead.
- (Whispering): Don't fuck with me, OK?
- I wouldn't. She's...
She's...
- No, no, no, no! Fuck!
(Breathing heavily)
We're next.
We're fucking next.
It's you and me.
(Brakes screeching, people screaming)
- Dude, what the hell are you doing?
People went flying!
- Shut the fuck up!
- I am done with your bullshit.
I won that election fair and square.
- No... - No, let me finish.
You don't like me or how I'm trying to change this frat.
A fraternity you almost destroy--
(Grunting)
- (Woman): Oh my God!
- Open your eyes, bro.
- No, no, this is a prank.
You've gone too far this time.
- It's not a prank.
This is really happening to us.
(Crowd chatting, indistinct)
- OK, we're gonna do a headcount.
And then we'll get on the go in ten.
(Sighing)
I told Jim to keep the, uh, engine-room door locked
until we pull into the station.
OK, everyone.
Everyone, please listen up.
Everyone, please, I need your attention.
Listen, everyone?
- Shut the hell up!
- OK, I get it. You're scared.
So am I!
But there's safety in numbers.
- Tell Mo that.
- W-while we're still all in here,
we're safe as long as we stick together.
The train's going to be starting again in a few minutes.
But before then,
my crew and I are gonna sweep through all the cars,
right from the engine room to the last car,
make sure there's nobody hiding out
and that we're all accounted for, OK?
But first, anyone who's wearing a mask,
would you please remove it?
OK, take a look around.
Now, is there anybody you don't recognize?
- No. - Uh...
- (Carne): No? - No.
- I don't see Jackson and I don't see Ed.
- (Man): Wait, is...
- OK, but we're still gonna have to get a headcount
just to find out if there's anybody missing.
- Missing?
Do you mean more people have been murdered?
Not just Mo and Mitchy?
- Wait, what? - No. No, no, no!
I mean your friends could be out there drunk.
Or--or afraid
or doing whatever their libido is telling them to do right now.
In the meantime, we need to get an accurate headcount.
So, please, stay seated or standing as you are
so that my colleague here can get an accurate count, OK?
All right, thank you.
- We're being targeted for what we did that night.
- It was a goddamn prank.
- That drove Kenny insane.
And now, we're paying the price.
(Inhaling deeply)
- We're not staying here. OK?
It wasn't safe for Mo, it's not gonna be safe for us.
Let's go. - Let go of me.
(Breathing heavily)
- Gotta keep an eye on those doors.
No one comes in.
We sure as hell don't go out.
(Lock clicking)
The train makes it back to the station,
and we're safe, OK?
This is how we stay alive.
(Breathing heavily)
OK?
(Breathing heavily)
- Ah!
(Sighing)
Jesus Christ!
(Scoffing)
Assholes.
- Nobody knows that we were behind that prank.
I think you're mixing up,
"We didn't tell anyone we did it,"
with, "A lot of people have a pretty good idea it was us."
- OK, fine.
Say it was one of those losers out there.
Who?
And why? And why now?
'Cause Kenny was 3 years ago.
(Sniffling)
- They were waiting...
...to get us all together.
Somewhere we wouldn't be able to run for any help.
- Our new president?
- I mean, I can understand him wanting to kill you.
But the rest of us?
- What if it was Ed?
Last time I saw him was at the train station.
- Maybe he never made it on the train.
- But his costume did.
Fuck.
- The magician.
- Yeah, boring us to death wasn't enough.
- He's a weird guy,
gave off a strange vibe the moment we met.
- He waved knives in front of my face.
- Kenny, wasn't Kenny into magic or something?
- What? This is some weird revenge-magic pact?
- Well, what else do we have?
This guy, he caught me alone.
He said horrible things about you and Mo and the frat
and how he wished that this train would crash
and kill everyone on board.
- Seriously?
Oh my God.
(Exhaling sharply)
Fuck.
It's him.
It's him. It's him.
I knew he was a creep.
This may be the first time
you and I have ever agreed on anything.
- We have to tell the others.
- No, we need to sit tight
until we make it back to the real world.
- What if there are other people out there
that he intends to kill,
we knew and we did nothing about it?
- Sucks to be them, I guess.
But I'm not opening that door
until we make it back to the station
and the entire police department shows up.
- Don't worry. I wouldn't ask you to.
(Door unlocking)
(Door closing)
(Breathing shakily)
(Gasping, screaming)
- I come in peace!
I promise! It's OK!
- Sorry.
- No, don't apologize. It's...
Wait, what are you doing here?
You should be in the bar with everyone.
Carne said-- - Doc didn't think it was safe.
So we barricaded ourselves in that stupid VIP room.
It gave us time to think. - And?
- What if the magician is behind all this?
(Chuckling)
- He's the only outside guest here.
His whole job is to be in two places at once.
- That doesn't make him a killer.
- I know. But let's just find him and get proof.
Or prove it's not him.
At least it's something to start with.
- OK.
Let's go get Carne and talk to the magician together.
(Sighing)
(Coughing, sniffling)
(Bottle slamming on table)
- (Alana, on phone): Hi, Kenny.
I've been waiting for you.
Kiss me, Kenny.
Kiss me.
(Breathing heavily)
(Men screaming, laughing)
- Whoa!
(Men screaming, laughing)
(Kenny screaming)
- It's a dead body!
(Phone smashing)
(Grunting, breathing heavily)
- (Alana): Hi, Kenny.
- Whoa!
(Breathing heavily)
I'm sorry!
- I've been waiting for you.
- OK? I know I'm an asshole!
Fuck!
- Kiss me, Kenny .
Kiss me.
- Whoa! Ah!
(Men screaming, laughing)
(Kenny screaming)
Ah!
(Grunting, groaning)
- I'm the president of this fraternity.
This is my event.
I--I should be out there with them representing us.
- I mean, you can go.
It's not like they locked us in here.
- Well, maybe I will.
I--I mean, we deserve to know what's going on, right?
They let you go out there with them?
- What? Uh, no, Jesus...
We're, um, gonna go backstage to find the magician.
- Find anything?
What?
What'd you find?
- Well, Alana--
Alana has a theory that the magician they hired
is the one behind all this.
- Well, why would he want to kill your friends?
- I don't know.
It--it--it might not be him.
But he's been really strange and...
- Did you check backstage? - We were waiting for you.
- Good call. Come on.
Excuse us.
- This is bullshit.
(Sighing)
(Sighing)
- Where the hell is he?
If he didn't jump, he's on this train somewhere.
- And if he did jump?
- We're in the middle of nowhere.
- Carne?
Oh God. - Oh my God.
That's Jackson's.
- Oh.
- The killer must have been wearing it when he...
- (Whispering): Yeah...
- He could still be here wearing anything,
pretending to be anybody.
(Inhaling deeply)
- If these killings are targeted,
then Alana and her friends,
they're in grave danger.
- The VIP room!
It's only got 2 doors.
We could station someone at either end.
Keep you safe.
- Get her down there.
I'll get to the locomotive car.
And we'll get this train back into civilization
as fast as we can!
- Come on.
(Train whistling)
- Let him know we're here.
- He said he wouldn't let me back in.
(Breathing heavily)
Doc? It's Alana.
Open the door.
(Sadie breathing heavily)
Please, Doc.
It's dangerous here! Open the door!
Open the goddamn door!
- (Whispering): OK, just one sec.
(Door unlocking)
(Screaming, gasping)
Oh my...
(Sobbing)
(Screaming)
(Both sobbing)
(Alana sniffling, sighing)
Carne will find him.
(Sniffling)
There are only so many places he can hide.
I'm gonna be right outside, OK?
Call me if you need anything.
(Sighing)
(Sniffling)
(Sobbing)
Oh...
(Exhaling slowly)
(Humming )
(Glass clinking)
Who's there?
Carne?
(Whimpering)
(Breathing heavily)
(Sniffling)
(Whimpering)
(Screaming)
(Breathing heavily)
(Grunting)
(Breathing heavily)
- Help! Somebody help me, please! Please!
(Screaming)
(Grunting)
- No! No, no, no.
(Grunting)
No!
(Choking)
(Screaming, crying)
(Moaning)
(Screaming)
No, no, no! Leave me alone!
(Screaming)
(Sobbing)
No, no, no, no, no, no!
Please, please!
(Sobbing)
(Screaming, sobbing)
No! No, no, no!
No, no!
Ah! No, no, no!
(Screaming, sobbing)
No, no, no...
(Grunting)
- Hello, Alana.
Do you remember me?
(Sobbing, sniffling)
Happy Halloween.
It's my favorite holiday.
'Cause you can be...
anyone you want to be.
- Kenny...
- You do remember me.
I was special.
(Breathing shakily)
What happened?
You're, uh...
you're bleeding.
(Exhaling sharply)
- Can I just go and wash it off?
You know, clean the wound? - Yeah...
I think you'll be OK.
(Breathing shakily)
Hmm...
It's been what?
It's been, uh...
three years?
(Sobbing)
Three years and a bit since that party where you, um...
where you promised to kiss me.
- I'm so sorry.
- I've missed you.
I've missed all of you.
(Breathing shakily)
Living life like nothing ever happened.
- We did something terrible to you that night.
I did something terrible that... I'm so sorry!
I'm sorry, Kenny!
- It wasn't very nice of you, was it?
- No, I know and--and I've regretted it ever since.
- Have you, though? - Yeah, I p-promise.
- Then why are you still friends
with all of those horrible people?
- Please don't hurt me.
- Oh, no. I'd...
I would never hurt--hurt a lovely girl like you.
No, all I've ever wanted was my kiss.
(Chuckling)
Give me that kiss, Alana.
Kiss me.
(Screaming)
Why did you do that?
- Because you killed them, you massacred them!
- You haven't changed a bit.
You're just like your terrible friends!
Anything...
You don't deserve anything!
(Gunshot)
(Screaming)
(Gasping)
(Sobbing, gagging)
- This is all my fault.
- Don't say that.
- It is.
I...
We... The others...
Kenny just wanted to be accepted.
And we drove him to this.
We pushed him over the edge.
- That's no excuse.
- That's the excuse.
If we hadn't done that,
if we just treated him like a human being...
then they'd still be alive right now.
All of them, including Kenny.
(Alana sniffling)
- Let's get you cleaned up.
And back to that car so you can decompress, OK?
(Sniffling)
We'll be back at the station in a half an hour.
(Sniffling)
- Hey, you.
- Hey.
- Just checking in to see if you need anything.
Look, I'm--I'm so sorry about Mo and--
- I'm sorry too.
- Why don't you come join us? Get a drink, or five.
You might be more comfortable with other people around.
- Maybe in a few minutes, thanks.
- OK.
(Alana sniffling)
(Sighing)
(Whispering): Oh, Jesus!
You were here. You were-- you were here the whole time.
- Jesus, Alana!
- Where's the magician? Have you seen him?
- He was in the bar car the last time I saw him. Why?
- Alana?
- Kenny didn't do it.
- But you saw him.
- He was on the train.
Yes, he found me.
But he didn't kill anyone.
He couldn't have. He was in here the entire night.
- Then who? - The magician.
The guy who brought a gun on a train of college students.
- You're lucky he did! - No, no, no!
That's what he wants you to think.
This is the guy who we thought was the killer the entire time,
the guy who's got a line for everything.
He killed Kenny before Kenny could provide an alibi.
- OK. OK!
Let's go get Carne and see if it really is him.
- Fuck that. I'm done waiting!
This ends now!
(Crowd screaming)
(Gasping)
- Oh my God!
I think he's dead!
- Who's dead? - The magician!
He's been stabbed.
- Kenny didn't do it.
- And the magician didn't do it either.
Go, get his gun!
I'll keep Alana here. She'll be safe with me.
Go quick!
Before whoever's doing this gets their hands on that goddamn gun!
(Breathing heavily)
Oh, it's gonna be OK.
- You don't know that.
The killer still wants to kill me.
I don't want to die.
(Phone buzzing, chiming)
Oh my God! We have service!
We have to call the police or a helicopter.
I--I need my phone.
Ow! You're hurting me!
- Good!
You selfish, spoiled little whore!
(Whimpering)
I hope you feel so much pain that you beg me--beg me
to put you out of your misery.
(Whimpering)
I saved the best till last.
- No.
- 'Cause you were the guiltiest one of all.
Do you even know how you fucked him up?
My sweet little boy!
(Sobbing)
Those monsters, they're gonna pay for what they did to you.
They're gonna pay.
OK, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Tell me again, who did this to you?
(Sniffling, breathing heavily)
- It was a guy named Doc...
and Mo and Jackson...
and Mitchy...
and a pretty girl named Alana.
- Doc and Mo and Jackson...
and Mitchy...
- And a pretty girl named Alana.
- And a pretty girl named Alana!
- You lured him. You tricked him.
And now my boy is dead!
- I'm so sorry about that.
- Shut the fuck up!
- Where is it?
(Sighing)
- I killed that trashy magician
because of what he did to my Kenny.
You--you...
I'm gonna make you suffer more than anyone.
I'm gonna make you suffer for everything that you did!
- No!
(Grunting)
(Screaming)
- Oh!
(Breathing shakily)
(Screaming)
(Screaming, grunting)
- No!
I didn't want to do it. I swear!
- And yet, you did!
Even after what happened,
you still went out with that party crowd
trying to destroy even more young boys' lives!
- No, no, no! I swear! I swear I'm a good person!
- Oh!
It was just my son's life that you ruined?
Bullshit!
(Grunting)
Ha! Just what you deserve.
- Alana? Carne?
(Gasping, breathing heavily)
Alana! What's happening?
- I'm gonna throw you out there,
and you're gonna break every single bone in your body!
(Breathing heavily)
(Gun clicking)
- Fuck!
- Oopsie!
- Let me in!
- Nothing can stop me.
(Grunting)
(Groaning, screaming)
- Die, you psycho!
(Sobbing)
(Both sobbing)
(Siren wailing)
(Men and woman talking, indistinct)
(Whatcha Wanna Do Now by Luca and the Cube )
Unclutter your mind
Unclutter your time
Unclutter your mind
Unclutter your time
Unclutter your mind
Unclutter your time
For whatcha wanna, whatcha wanna
Whatcha wanna do now
When they came to this tribe I thought I lost my mind
Go insane
I thought I left behind
And just like you
I question everything that goes around
So depleted for sure I was losing ground
Open up your mind
Let the sunshine in
I know you're better now
Got to go back hard
Got to play to win
Bigshot go bang, bang
I wanted so much
Now I find
I can have whatever I wanted right now
Closed Captions: MELS