The Teenage Vampire (2026) Movie Script
1
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(determined music)
(dramatic music)
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(thunder crashing)
(bright upbeat music)
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(water sploshing)
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(tense droning)
(tense music)
(tense music rising)
(vampire hissing)
(tense music)
(intense heavy metal music)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(person groaning)
(flesh crunching)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(tense music)
(Sandra sobbing)
(tense music)
(footsteps plodding)
(Sandra screaming)
- No! Jordan!
(vampire hissing)
(Sandra gasping)
(Sandra sighs)
I hate that dream.
(chuckles) Yes.
(Sandra yawning)
(bright upbeat music)
God, I can't believe you won't
let me go to Matt's party.
- [Mrs. Wilde] Yeah?
Well, believe it.
- You let Lisa do whatever
she wanted when she turned 18.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
Don't do that.
Don't forget, your sister
was 18 when she moved,
with her boyfriend.
Besides, I could never tell her
what to do, even if I tried.
- This is bullshit!
- Excuse me, young lady?
You remember, this is my house,
and when you're under
my house, my rules.
- Fine, I'll just move then.
- Move? With what money?
You work part-time
as a waitress.
In the real world,
that's never gonna work.
- So what? Whatever.
Then I'm leaving.
(Mrs. Wilde sighs)
(door bell rings)
- Who is it?
Hey Beth, how's it goin'?
- [Beth] Hey, good.
- Come on in.
Sandra's in one of
her moods again.
- What's goin' on? Where is she?
- She's getting her shoes on.
She's angry because I won't
let her go to Matt's party.
You don't go to
those parties, right?
- Gosh, no.
No, they are loud, and crowded,
filled with drunk people
just trying to walk straight.
Not to mention, the
smokers just stinking
the whole place up.
No, that is gross.
I would much rather
read a good book.
- That's what I'm sayin'.
- Hey.
- See, Sandra,
Beth doesn't go
to those parties,
so you're not gonna
be missing much.
- Uh!
Yeah, okay, Mom.
Whatever you say.
Let's go.
- Bye, Mrs. Wilde.
- Hey.
No parties!
- [Sandra] Scout's honor!
(upbeat rock music)
(upbeat rock music continues)
- [Sandra] Beth!
- What?
Nothing like an Irish coffee.
- It's literally 2:00 PM.
- Well, do you want some?
- No.
Crazy.
- Oh, fuck.
Dude, my head hurts so badly.
I think, I think this is it.
Like, I think this is the
end, I think that I'm dying.
- You're not dying,
you're just hungover.
- No, no, no, no.
See, it's like that
movie, "Alien",
where there's an
alien egg in my head,
and it hatches, and
my head just explodes.
- One can only hope.
- That's what's happening.
- Mm-mm.
Oh my God.
- And what the hell
are you looking at?
- I'm looking for apartments.
Yeah.
- What? You're moving out?
- Trying to.
I can't take it anymore.
- [Beth] Well, it's free.
How bad can it be?
- Free rent with no freedom.
It's actually miserable.
- I'm just now thinking
about the parties
we would have though.
I mean, how dope would that be?
And the guys?
It would be like a
fucking orgy every night.
- Oh my God, slow down.
Oh my God.
- Slow down?
Bitch, what do you
mean slowing down?
You were just complaining
about not being able to go.
- Yeah, but I just, I wanna
go and see my friends.
I'm not into the rest, like you.
- "I'm not into the rest."
No, no.
- Stop.
- You don't know if
you like the rest
because you've never
tried any of the rest.
- Okay, pervert.
- Okay, how hot would it be,
all the dudes all over us,
Nick could finally
get in your pants.
- No, no, that's disgusting.
Oh my God, you're gonna
make me spill my coffee.
- Okay, well, as
your best friend,
I just think maybe
you need to branch out
and try some new
experiences, just once,
and then we'll
stop harassing you.
Like smoking.
Just hit it once.
Try it once. Just one time.
- No, it's never gonna happen.
- Just once.
- Oh my God! No way.
- What?
- I just got a listing about...
Oh my gosh, look.
- Let me see.
- [Sandra] It's a backhouse.
- 300 a month in the hills
for an entire backhouse.
- Yeah.
- No, somebody's high.
This is not real.
That's not real.
- I'm gonna have to email them.
- That's not real.
- I'm-
- Don't you even
waste your time.
- I'm emailing them.
There we go. Sent.
Oh, shit.
- What?
- (sighs) I'm gonna
be late for work.
- Let's go.
- I don't wanna go.
I hate my job so much.
- Okay, well, it's
better than what I do.
- Yeah, I don't know how
you deal with what you do.
Picking up trash.
- Hm, being stoned helps.
It does.
- Beth, I bet you couldn't
go one day without smoking.
- Yeah, no, couldn't do it.
Absolutely.
- My God.
- Not in the cards.
Oh, are you down for
the diner after work?
I told Chris we'd come through.
- Um...
Is Nick gonna be there?
- I would assume so.
(Beth growls)
- Okay.
Uh, 10:00, 10:30?
- Aye, captain.
- All right, okay
- I'll text Nick, just for you.
- Shut up.
- Just for you!
- No, no, no, don't do it.
- Just for you!
(upbeat music)
- I hate this place.
(Sandra sighs)
Hello?
Hello, hi.
I, I was just calling about
the listing for the backhouse.
Is it still available?
Great, that's awesome.
Uh, can I see it
sometime tomorrow?
3:00 PM?
Uh, uh, no, perfect.
That is not a problem.
I will be there at 3:00 PM.
Thank you.
(bright upbeat music)
Okay.
Oh my God. (chuckles)
Yes!
Oh my God!
I can get outta this place.
I'm gonna get out of this place!
Oh my God! (laughing)
It's gonna be my place.
Oh my God, this place
is gonna be mine.
I can do whatever I want.
This means I can
start acting again.
I can.
(gate creaking)
(tense ominous music)
- Ah.
What have we here?
(vagrant slurping)
(growling)
(tense music)
(vagrant slurping)
(gate creaking)
(banging)
Wha...?
Who's there?
Get back.
(tense music continues)
(vagrant slurping)
(growling and hissing)
(vagrant screaming)
(soft tense music)
(crickets chirping)
(Sandra sighs)
- It's cold.
Where is she?
Oh, God, where is she?
Never on time.
(heavy breathing)
- Hey.
- Oh my God!
- I'm so sorry, I didn't
mean to scare you.
I...
- Jordan?
- Sandra.
- Oh my God.
Wait, Ms. Melendez' class.
- Social studies, yeah.
- Wow! Yes.
- Yeah.
- How are you?
- I, well, working at Dad's
antique shop, you know, creepy.
Creepy furniture, creepy dolls,
till five in the morning.
It's a blast.
- (chuckles) It
sounds like a blast.
- How've you been?
- Uh, I'm good.
Graduation's in a
few months, you know?
Working at this place.
I actually got a new place.
(ominous music)
Oh, look, that's my ride.
- [Jordan] Is that Beth?
- Yeah. You remember her?
- Yeah.
- Okay, well,
I'll see you later.
- Hey, Sandra, real quick.
Dad lets me borrow
moving equipment
from the antique shop.
If you ever need help,
just gimme a call.
- Okay. Yeah.
I'll put my number in.
- Yeah.
(soft music)
- All right, um, I guess
I'll see you later.
- [Jordan] Sounds good.
It's good to see you.
- You too.
- Uh, is that Jordan?
- Yeah.
Doesn't he look different?
- Ah, okay, he has cleaned
up since Miss Melendez'.
- Oh my God, do you think so?
I don't see him like that.
- Yeah, dude, he's hot.
Like, hot, hot.
Like, aby hot. Ab hot.
- I don't think so.
- Like, washboardy hot.
- Uh, calm down there.
You can go have fun, but
I don't wanna hear it.
I'm just-
- Tall and fit.
Ripped!
He looks like he
could just, like,
throw you up against the wall.
- Oh no, you-
(Beth growls)
No.
Oh, I'm so tired.
I just wanna go.
Let's go.
Now!
- All right.
(upbeat rock music)
(people chattering)
- Beth! Sandra!
- Oh. Hey, guys.
- Sandra!
- Sandra.
Hi, guys.
- Come on!
- Yeah, we're over here.
- What's up?
- [Beth] Hi.
- I mean, uh, hey, hey, Sandra,
there's a seat right here.
- How are you?
- Yeah, I'll sit right here.
- Okay, man, last
night was crazy.
- Dude, I know.
That was the most drunk
I've been in for a while.
I got crazy, bro.
- Well, Beth, the bong
hit you took last night,
biggest I ever seen.
- Um, that was nothing.
You should see
what else I can do.
- All right, all right,
all right, all right.
Um, it's all happening again
this weekend, so save it.
Matt's house?
- (chuckles) Uh, I
forgot to tell you guys,
my parents aren't going
outta town anymore,
so it's not at my place.
- Well fuck.
Shit.
- Oh, what about your house?
- Uh, my grandparents
are in town, remember?
So, that's out of the playbook.
What about you though, man?
- Dude, when have
we ever been able
to have a party at
my house, like, ever?
- That's true.
Well, unless anyone else here
has any bright ideas at all,
uh, we're shit outta
luck until then.
- What about my place?
- (scoffs) What? With your mom?
Yeah, right.
She'd either kill us or
die of a heart attack.
- I, I got my own place.
- What? When did
you get a place?
- Today.
In Hollywood Hills.
- Dude, congratulations.
- Yeah.
- Why didn't you say anything?
- I just, I...
I just didn't think
it was a big deal.
I don't know.
- I mean, it kind of, so,
like, congratulations.
- Thanks.
- Um, so,
we can have a rager there?
- Yeah, I just
have to set it up,
so it should be
ready by the weekend.
- Yes!
- Oh.
- Okay.
- It's gonna be a rager.
- All right, well,
that's settled.
Anyone know where Patrick is?
He's, like, 30 minutes late.
- Yeah, but when has
he ever been on time?
- Never
- Right, never.
- Yeah, exactly.
- Why do you even ask?
- You're probably right.
Yeah, he's cheap.
- [Matt] Call back again.
(alternative rock music playing)
- Why is it that every
time after I eat here,
I feel like I'm
about to give birth?
- [Nick] (chuckles)
I know the feeling.
- You know how it
feels to give birth?
- [Nick] Yeah, uh-huh.
I'm talking about, like, I know
how it feels to be bloated.
- You guys started
without me, huh?
Come on.
- Yo, dude, 10:30.
We said we're meeting
here at 10:30.
- I swear to God.
I swear to God, I
met this chick, bro.
She was a babe, bro!
Nick knows, Nick
knows, Nick knows.
- [Nick] I don't
know about that.
- But then, like, yo,
I had some Taco Bell.
She never showed up.
- Yeah, fuckin' right,
no one cares, dude.
Hey, be on time for once.
Exactly.
- Look, look, look,
I will meet her next time, bro.
- Look, we're gonna
crash at Nick's place,
are you coming or not?
- Oh, yeah, bet.
Yeah, I'm down.
- I'm gonna drop her at home,
and then I'll swing by
if I'm not too tired.
- [Nick] I can drop her off.
- She has a new place?
- Okay.
- Oh, okay, yeah.
- Oh no, but that's, like, $300.
I can't deal, bro.
- Is that the place?
- Yeah, yeah, that's the place.
I'm gonna text you
the address, okay?
Yeah, yeah.
- She stole me.
- Bye!
- I missed so much.
- Yeah, bro, you did.
- Well, yeah, you missed
a lot. You know why?
'Cause you were late.
- [Sandra] Oh my God. Ugh.
- Oh my God, dude.
- See?
- What was that all about?
- What?
- Oh, I don't know. "Let's have
the party at my place."
Dude, what place? You
don't have a place.
- Well, not yet, but
I talked to the person
with the $300 a month backhouse,
and I'm gonna go see it
tomorrow.
- Wait, wait, wait,
that wasn't fake?
- Seemed pretty real to me.
- Um, okay, that is sketchy.
I am coming with you, because if
you're about
to get chopped up by some serial
killer
I'm about to get chopped up
by some serial killer too.
- Beth, where do you
come up with this stuff?
- I have a very
full imagination.
My mommy has always
said that I was special.
- Yeah, you are special.
- I am special.
- Oh my God.
- I am special.
(both laughing)
- Well, can you gimme
a ride tomorrow night?
- Of course.
- Okay.
Are you gonna go
see Chris tonight?
- Hell no. Dude, you gotta make
'em wait.
Drag 'em through the
mud a little bit.
- Oh, okay.
- You can't be too easy.
You can't be too easy.
- I guess, I guess.
- You gotta make 'em wait.
Take tips from me.
- I'll learn that from you.
(soft eerie music)
- So, uh, what's the deal
with you and Nick, huh?
- What do you mean,
what's the deal?
- What do you mean,
what do I mean?
I mean, I feel like lately you
guys are a little different.
- He's different, I'm the same.
I don't want anything to change.
- Okay, yeah, no, of course.
So you just friends or...
- Definitely just friends.
He wanted to be more, but
why would I like Nick?
- Why wouldn't you like Nick?
- You like Nick?
- I mean, he's hot.
- Oh.
You think everyone's hot.
- Well, they are.
- Oh my God.
- I mean, abs are abs.
- (laughing) I'm not
really excited about guys,
I just, I'm excited
about this new place.
- [Beth] Are you a lesbian?
- Excuse me?
- What? What?
You said you weren't
excited about guys.
- I'm not focused on guys.
I'm not focused on anyone.
- [Beth] Okay. Alright, okay.
Yes, house, okay.
Have you seen pictures?
- Yes! It's so nice.
I think it's gonna be the
change that I need in my life.
- [Beth] Your mom's gonna
absolutely lose her shit.
(Sandra laughs)
That's all I'm saying.
- Well, we'll deal
with that later.
- [Beth] Hmm,
should I keep going?
- [Sandra] I think, I
think it's this one.
(crows squawking)
- [Beth] Dude, it's so cute.
I love it.
I love the color.
- [Sandra] It looks
even better in person.
- Oh, it' so cute.
Okay.
This is the place, right?
- [Sandra] Yeah.
- Are you gonna go knock?
- (chuckles) I think so.
Oh my God, wish me good luck.
- Good luck.
- How do I look?
- Good, like, real,
like, really good.
Actually, maybe too good.
- Oh, come on.
- What if he's creepy, dude?
Okay, if he's a serial killer,
you give me the sign
and, like, (shouts)
like, I will, I will come in.
- Don't worry, Beth.
I'll be right back.
- But I'm gonna watch you.
If he's creepy,
give me the sign.
(crows squawking)
- Yes.
- Hi. I spoke to you on the
phone about renting the
backhouse.
- Yes, the backhouse. Yes.
- Oh, it is the right place.
Is it really $300 a month
with utilities included?
- Yes. Yes.
- [Sandra] Wow, that's great.
- So you like it then?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Yes, there's a first
and last month's rent too,
when you sign.
- Okay.
- [Benjamin] So you like it?
- Well, can I sign
the papers now?
- Now?
- Mm-hmm.
- Well, yes, all right.
- Oh, okay.
- Well, come on in, Sandra.
- How do you know my name?
(soft eerie music)
(crows squawking)
Wow, beautiful yard.
Really nice.
- Well, it's not much,
but it's furnished,
and it's all yours.
- (chuckles) Awesome.
Oh my God!
Beth! Beth!
- [Beth] What the shit?
What, what, what, what, what?
- I got it! I got it!
- What? No way!
- I know, it's in my
name and everything.
- (gasps) Dude!
Are you serious?
- I'm serious!
- [Beth] So he wasn't
a serial killer?
- He wasn't a serial killer.
- Yes!
- Yes!
- I'm so happy for you.
- [Sandra] I know!
- And you like it? It's pretty?
- Yes! Yes, it's beautiful.
It has my name and everything.
My first place!
- Your first place!
- But what am I
gonna tell my mom?
- Well, just lie. Tell her, I
don't know,
tell her that you're
staying at my place.
- [Sandra] I can't lie to
my mom about my first place.
- Um, okay, lying saves lives.
(gentle music)
- Hi, Lisa.
- Mom told me you're moving out.
When?
- Today.
- Why?
You just graduated high school.
You still have
everything to figure out.
- Look who's talking, mommy.
- You're my little sister.
It's my job to stop you
from being as dumb as I was.
Mom and I have
high hopes for you.
You're way too
smart to be like me.
Just stay home, save
money, go to college.
- Are you kidding me?
Mom is impossible.
Like, it's like prison here.
You out of all people
should know better.
- (sighs) I know.
(chuckles) Trust me.
She just...
She seems crazy, but it's
because she loves you.
Look, just come and stay
with me for a few months.
(baby babbles)
Ah, see?
Even Maggie agrees, huh?
- Look, I already decided to
take a year off before college.
I mean, high school
was bad enough.
- Well, whatever you decide,
just know that I'm always
here for you, okay?
I just don't wanna see
you rush into something
and get stuck, you know?
- Thank you, but I
already signed a lease.
$300 a month in Hollywood Hills.
I was thinking I could
even start acting again,
you know, like we used to do.
I always loved that.
- $300 a month in LA? (chuckles)
That's impossible.
Are you sure you're not
renting a parking space?
- No. But, I mean,
it's in the contract.
Look, I'll talk to you
when I'm settled in, okay?
Love you.
- Okay, love you. Stay safe.
- Bye.
(gentle music continues)
(Lisa gasps)
- Yeah. Who's a big girl?
(tense music)
- Sandra.
Sandra, please don't do this.
I'm begging you, don't do this.
- But, Mom, I have
to start my new life.
- Sandra, you don't
understand, you're young.
You don't know what
it's like out there.
Please, just stay here.
Please, just stay here.
I have a really, really
bad feeling about this.
Please. You don't understand.
You're, you're, you're just a
child.
- Look, Mom, hey, this has
nothing to do with you.
I just have to go and experience
life by myself and learn.
Plus, being in LA, I
can start acting again.
I know you're not the
biggest fan, but I love it.
And I love and appreciate
everything you've done for me,
I really do.
Besides, how can I
decorate my new place
without my mother's touch?
- Can I at least help
you pack, please?
- Beth is gonna help me.
But maybe you can come
by sometime next week.
I love you, Mom.
I'll see you.
(crows squawking)
(ominous music)
Come on.
- Wow.
- I know.
- Dude, this is sick.
- I know. Come on, come on.
Oh! Okay, this is heavy.
You got it?
- I got it.
- Oh my God.
Okay.
(Sandra chuckling)
I can't believe it's mine.
Ooh!
(Beth gasps)
- [Beth] You have a pool?
- Yeah, I do. (chuckles)
- [Beth] Is it heated?
- Well, I don't know.
The jacuzzi is though.
- Should I push you
in so you find out?
- No, no, no, you shouldn't. No.
This is it though.
- I'm so happy for you.
Oh.
- I'm finally free.
- You even have a jacuzzi.
- A jacuzzi.
- Jacuzzi!
- Come on.
- Got a jacuzzi.
- Oh, God.
Okay, come.
- Okay.
(Beth groaning)
(crows squawking)
Oh my gosh, dude, it's so cute.
- I know, right?
- Oh my God, I love it.
Stupid nice for $300 a month.
Like, stupid.
Okay.
- Thanks for helping me,
by the way.
- Of course.
Always. You know that.
Now...
It is time to celebrate.
- Oh!
Oh! Okay.
Don't get ahead of yourself.
How do I even open it?
- I always get ahead of myself.
You gotta take this off.
Have you never opened
one of these before?
What is...
I'm gonna...
I can't even with you.
- Beth, calm down.
- How rude.
(insects chirping)
(door creaking)
- Oh!
(tense music)
Oh, you scared me.
Uh, can I help you?
- Sandra.
- How do you know my name?
- Caretaker.
- Excuse me?
- Benjamin, my caretaker.
(ominous music)
He, uh, showed you the property.
- Oh, yes. He was
such a nice man.
Oh, you must be Mr. Viktor.
He said you were the
owner of this place,
that you're not usually
here during the days.
Well, I guess I'll
see you, um...
I guess it was nice meeting you.
- See you soon, Sandra.
(crows squawking)
(soft music)
- Did you ever talk
to that guy, Jordan,
from the other night?
Do you know if he's coming?
- Ah, it doesn't seem like it.
Called him, left a message.
Never got a response.
- Just text him and tell
him you wanna fuck him.
- Ew! (chuckles)
Why would I do that?
- Um, 'cause it's hot.
- No, it's weird.
I think you need therapy.
- All I'm saying is if you
don't, I might have to.
- You know what is funny though?
I feel like I've known
him my whole life.
I can't explain it, it's weird.
(ominous music)
- Speaking of things
that we can't explain,
why is it that when I'm here,
I always feel like
somebody's watching me?
- Oh, do you feel that too?
- I just said it, didn't I?
(tense ominous music)
(gloomy theatrical music on TV)
- Darling, come on.
Just leave the girls alone.
You'll have plenty of
time with them tonight.
Come and watch
this movie with me.
- Darling, you know
how I hate to watch
that Hollywood garbage.
They just never seem
to get it right.
- Yes, (chuckles) I know.
But that's, that's what's so
comical about watching them.
Just come, my love.
Come, my love.
Come and watch
this movie with me.
We need our rest, 'cause we have
a very big night ahead of us.
- Hmm, yes.
(gloomy theatrical
music on TV continues)
- [Person On TV] They would
walk from their graves
in the dead of night,
to attack their victims
and drink the blood
from their veins.
- So, I just texted everybody,
and they should be here
within the next few hours.
- Okay, well, did you tell them
it was the backhouse?
- Uh, no.
Oh my God, what?
They'll figure it out.
- (chuckles) Okay.
- I'm gonna see what
kind of cleaning supplies
this place has.
- Okay.
- Dude, look at this.
- What is it?
- [Beth] Look at this.
- What is it?
Is that Jordan?
- I mean, his name's Jordan.
It can't be the same Jordan.
- This is weird.
- [Beth] This picture looks
like it's from the '50s.
- This is Viktor.
But he looks exactly the same.
It doesn't make any sense.
- This is insane.
This girl looks
exactly like you.
(eerie music)
(chuckles) Dude, this is crazy.
Oh my God.
(Beth mimics ghost howling)
I'm just gonna go send-
- Get away from me! Stop!
- Oh my God, somebody
needs a drink.
Calm down, it's just
some crazy coincidence.
- I think I'm gonna get dressed.
Take a shower.
- I need to get
her some alcohol.
(ominous music)
- I'm getting so hungry.
I don't know if I
can wait any longer.
(ominous music continues)
- Not much longer now, my love.
- Oh, good.
(breathing seductively)
(water gushing)
(air whooshing)
(tense music)
- Dude, what was that
song we were listening to?
It goes like,
Do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do
It's like, da, da, da
The other day
- I don't know.
Did the guys get here yet?
- No, not yet.
- Ugh.
I think Viktor was
perving-out on me.
- [Beth] How?
- Well, I thought I saw someone
through the bathroom window,
but (sighs) I thought it
was one of the guys, like.
- Unfortunately, I
think you just have
a really pervy landlord.
- No, don't say that!
- Oh, that's so gross. He's so
old it probably
doesn't even work anymore.
- Ew!
Why do you even say
that, things like that?
- Do you think it's big?
Okay, okay, sorry.
I'll stop.
- Beth.
- What? What?
- No, don't.
- What?
Stop!
- Oh no.
Ugh.
- Ah!
- What are you even saying?
Oh my God.
- The guilt.
- I really hope it wasn't him.
- (laughs) I think it was him.
I for sure think it was him.
- No.
No. (laughing)
- Aah! That's so funny.
- Yo, Chris, where you at, dude?
Yeah, I'm already here.
This place is crazy, man.
Uh, kinda creepy, but it'll do.
Um, yeah, so you
guys coming or what?
Yeah, I know.
All right, man, just hurry up.
(ominous enchanted music)
- [Sandra] Matt! Over here.
- Sandra?
Where are you?
- [Sandra] I'm right
here, in the jacuzzi.
- Oh!
There you are.
- [Sandra] I'd
love some company.
- Yeah, I'm down.
So, uh, where's everybody at?
- Just get in already,
forget about them.
(ominous enchanted
music continues)
- Look, I thought-
- Forget about them.
Just get in the water.
- [Matt] Yo, is this okay?
- I know you want to.
- I guess.
All right, we're here.
What, what if, what
about the party?
They're supposed to come.
- Just get in the water.
- Oh!
If this is what you want,
that's fine with me.
This is great?
- You sure?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
- But-
Oh. (groans)
Who the fuck is that guy?
(tense ominous music)
(vampire hissing)
Oh, shit!
(flesh crunching)
(Matt moaning)
(vampire hissing)
(tense music continues)
(vampires hissing)
- Dude, this place is crazy.
You want some?
- Yeah, I'll take a hit.
(relaxing music)
- (coughing) Fuck!
This stuff's insane.
Where'd you get it?
- I don't know, right, bro.
My cousin hooks it up, right.
- (coughing) Oh my god,
your cousin's insane, dude.
This is the best I've ever had.
- Yeah.
- Hey, guess what?
- What?
- I'm gonna fuck Beth tonight.
- (clicks tongue) Bro, anyone
can fuck Beth, any night.
- Yeah, and you wanna know why?
Because she's good at it.
- (scoffs) Let's just hope
Sandra's just as good,
'cause I'm not gonna lie, bro,
I'm tryin' to get some of that
myself.
- You?
- Yeah.
- You hookin' up
with Sandra, dude?
- Yes, sir.
- No.
- No, no.
- She's a virgin, bro.
That's what I heard.
She's a virgin.
- That's 'cause she's
saving herself for me, bro.
- Man, you got me, you got me.
You know, that's
actually kinda funny.
- Oh my God.
- That's kinda funny, man.
- Who are you calling, bro?
- I'm gonna call Patrick.
I'm gonna make sure he's not
five hours late
like he always is.
- (scoffs) Good luck.
You know Patrick.
- Yeah, we'll see, bro.
(dial tone ringing)
(dial tone beeping)
- Bro. Call him back.
- I have no service up here.
- Call him back.
- I'll try to call
him again, you'll see.
I don't know why
Sandra had to get place
where there's no service.
I can't live without
signal in my life.
- She's crazy.
It's pretty nice though.
Pretty nice.
(dial tone ringing)
You know what? No, um.
(dial tone beeping)
Patrick!
Hey!
Where you at with
the booze, dude?
We're waiting for you.
20 minutes! No fucking way!
You say that all the time.
Yeah, okay, well, I
just hope you show up
before we all get
blacked out again.
- (scoffs) Bro, you say
that like we're supposed
to know who Crystal is.
Is she even real?
Bro, how much did
you pay for her?
(both laughing)
- Well, hey, uh,
we're gonna head in,
and hopefully we will
see you and Crystal.
- Yes, sir.
- If you guys even decide
to show up.
- I'm actually cool on this.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I don't wanna get
too up fucked up too-
- Are you sure?
- I don't wanna get
too fucked up too soon.
- Hey, do you think that
Crystal's actually real?
- Nah, bro.
I'm telling you,
Crystal's either a dude
or a prostitute.
- What if she's a freshman?
- (laughing) Bro, he has been
listening to a lot of that,
"When you're hot and
fresh out of the kitchen."
Oh! All summer.
- If she's with Patrick,
she's not hot or fresh
outta the kitchen, I
can promise you that.
I can promise you that.
- Bro, bro,
you know what she's
hot and fresh out of?
The womb.
(both laughing)
- That's good. Oh, I get it,
'cause she's a freshman.
- Yeah!
- And she's probably
not even hot.
That's the worst part.
- Bro, you know has a pole, he
has no game.
- He has no game.
You know what's the
craziest part though?
- What?
- This stuff's good. I don't
even want anymore.
Bro, I'm good, I'm-
- No, you have to.
- I'm trying to be aware
when I'm fucking Sandra,
so just chill.
- But like I said,
you're not even going to,
'cause she's a virgin.
See, here's the thing,
is you act like you're
on the same level as Beth and I,
but you're not.
- Oh. Bro, I'm telling you,
I'm gonna get some tonight.
I think she's really feeling me.
- You're gonna get some if
you loosen up a little more.
- All right, this
is peer pressure.
- I'm really good at that.
Yeah, it's good, huh?
- Goddamn, my cousin's a bitch.
- (snickering) No, your
cousin's a legend, dude.
This is better than what
Beth gave me the other day.
- Beth.
(bright upbeat music)
- Stop a minute, okay?
- Okay.
- Hey, guys.
Welcome to my new place.
- [Nick] This place
is great, Sandra.
- Thank you.
- This is great.
(bright music)
(faint singing)
- Uh, you wanna play a game?
- I mean, yeah, sure,
but we're probably gonna
have to peel those two
away from each other.
- Hey, guys, come on.
Hey.
- What?
- Let's play a game.
- Hm, okay.
Um, in this cup or a full cup?
- You know, I'm not
good at games.
- Mm-hmm.
- We're gonna lose.
- We'll see about that.
- Just you wait and see.
- Hey, we're still in the room.
You probably need another drink,
your other one's running low.
- [Nick] What kinda game
are we playing here?
- (chuckles) Okay, do
you know how to play?
So, number one: Waterfall.
If somebody draws a
one, everybody has
to drink in a circle.
Two, is you.
Three, is me.
Four, horse.
Five, never have I ever.
Six, sticks.
(Nick and Chris giggling)
Seven, heaven.
You raise your hands to the sky,
the last one up has to drink.
Eight, mate.
You point to somebody and
then they have to drink
with you every time you drink.
- Maybe a little more.
- Oh, okay.
- Nine, rhyme.
10, categories.
- And who goes first?
- You.
- You.
You go.
- You go.
- You go.
- Why me?
- [Nick And Beth] Because.
(bright music continues)
- Seven. Heaven
- Heaven.
(group giggling)
- Straight in there. (laughing)
Oh my God, he's
already hammered.
- All right.
- No, I'm not next.
- No.
- I just went.
- Oh, it's my turn.
- I hope you get a one.
- Shut up.
- Oh no!
- Remind me.
- You create the rule.
You create the rule.
- Oh, I create the rule.
- Yeah.
- Okay, um, um...
- That's scary.
- I want y'all to
get on my level.
So, like, all y'all drink,
every single one of you.
- Is that allowed?
- I don't even know
if that's a rule.
I second it.
Okay.
- Cheers.
- Cheers!
- Cheers!
- Damn!
That jackass gave me
the wrong address.
He always be doing that to me.
(chuckles) Oh,
it's the backhouse?
Stupid.
That bitch better hurry up.
It's kinda creepy out here.
And it's cold, damn!
Damn! (phone chimes)
Geez, man.
On my way my ass!
He's probably still
sitting at home.
(Patrick shivers)
(twig snaps)
What the fuck was that?
(tense music)
No, fuck this.
Fuck this! No, no,
no, no, no, no.
Open up!
Punk ass pussy tonight!
(upbeat music)
- Matt's full of shit.
- What do you mean?
- I mean, he told me and
Chris he would be here already.
- Oh, really? I
haven't seen him.
- Yeah, I mean, uh,
he's probably here,
he fucking with us, but
he'll show up at some point.
He's probably trying to
scare us or something.
(upbeat music continues)
(Sandra coughing)
- Did, uh, Beth tell
you who else is coming?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Uh, Patrick. He's waiting
for some shit, and then he'll
show.
Uh, no one else that
I know of though.
- Oh, I haven't
seen him in a while.
That's good.
- Yeah.
I mean, hopefully it's just us.
- Damn service.
I never have it when I need it.
(sighs)
I'm never gonna make it
to that party tonight.
(twigs snapping)
Who's there?
Is anyone out there?
This isn't funny anymore!
My car is broken!
(tense music)
- Is this your car?
(ominous music)
- Who are you?
- I mean, your car
looks pretty banged up.
I can help you if you like.
- I know you.
You're that weird guy from that
creepy store with the dolls.
(tense music)
- Maybe we can get this
thing running, huh?
(suspenseful music)
(tense music)
(air whooshing)
(tense music rising)
Nice hiding spot.
May wanna try a little
harder next time.
(suspenseful music)
Yeah.
Tonight?
I'll be there, I'm just
grabbing a quick snack.
I'll see you there.
(vampire hissing)
(suspenseful music continues)
(anxious music)
(footsteps crunching)
(air whooshing)
(upbeat music)
- They can hear us.
- I don't think they can.
- They can.
(Beth giggles)
- Can you guys at
least close the door?
- Sorry!
- Anyway, um...
It's so weird.
- [Nick] What's that?
- Uh, nothing.
- Did you see? Someone posted
that you're
having a party tonight.
- Wait, who?
- I mean, I don't
know specifically,
but, like, everyone's
sharing it.
Like, everyone.
- We can't have a bunch of
people just coming to the house.
Wait, I haven't
talked to Viktor yet.
- Hey, don't blame me,
I think it was Patrick.
It was probably Patrick.
- [Sandra] Okay, can you go
tell him to delete it then?
- No. What? No.
- Go tell him.
Come on, come on, come on.
- Okay.
- Now, please, please, please.
Now!
- Okay, okay, okay, okay.
- Okay, thank you.
- Jesus Christ.
(upbeat music)
- Oh, shit.
(Sandra gags and chuckles)
Oh, God.
(gags) That's disgusting.
Ugh, this why I don't drink.
- Come on, dude, it didn't work.
You back there? Come out.
- Uh, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
- Wait for what, huh?
- Um, I have to, I have to pee.
Yeah.
You are just gonna stay there?
- Where do you want me to go?
- Um, get in the shower.
- Okay.
Okay.
- It's fine, it's
fine, I'm not ready.
I'll just tell
him I'm not ready.
- I'm just gonna
do it for a second.
Do it for a second.
I'm just gonna do it.
(Chris screaming)
- Chris!
Chris! What?
Are you okay?
What the hell was that?
- I, I, I, I, I don't know.
What, did he go outside?
- Yeah.
I've never seen him so scared.
What...
What happened?
- Fuck, dude.
I chickened out.
- What do you mean,
you chickened out?
- I mean, I chickened out,
I couldn't sleep with him.
- Beth, you've slept
with a thousand guys,
what makes this different?
- I've never slept with anyone.
(tense music)
Don't look at me like that.
- That makes two of us.
- Come on out, dude.
It didn't work.
Dude, come on, stop
being an asshole!
Bro, you're pissing me off!
Where are you?
What the fuck?
No! What?
(tense music)
(Nick moaning)
- Where is Nick?
- Oh, he said a bunch of people
were reposting my address.
(Beth laughing)
Stop, it's not funny.
- Oh no.
- I can't have randoms here.
- [Beth] Not the randos.
- Not the randos.
Coming, just random people here.
I haven't even talked to Viktor.
- I mean, or maybe
the place is haunted,
which is why they're both gone.
Hoo. (laughing)
- Stop, Beth, you
already scared me enough.
It's not funny anymore.
- Hoo!
- Stop.
Oh my God.
Ugh, this place is a mess.
(tense music)
(vampire growling)
- Chris, Chris!
Chris!
Chris! Chris! Chris!
No!
Chris!
- Whoa, what was that?
- Calm down.
(Nick moaning)
(tense music)
- Chill, chill, I'll
go check it out.
- Let me-
- Chill.
I think you need another drink.
I'm gonna look just for you.
- Okay, okay.
- I normally
wouldn't even look.
- Beth!
- [Beth] Oh, calm down!
- Okay.
Beth!
- Oh my God, stay calm.
- It was nothing.
- Oh my God.
- [Beth] There
was nothing there.
- Well, I really hope not.
(tense music)
(vampire hissing)
(suspenseful music)
(Sandra screams)
- Oh my God!
Go, go, go, go, go!
(vampire hissing)
Oh! Oh my God!
- Fuck this place.
(Chris groans)
(blows thudding)
(Chris chuckles)
- No!
Oh my God! Oh my God, run!
(suspenseful music continues)
(bones cracking)
(Chris groaning)
Oh my God!
(intense ominous music)
- Chris!
(Sandra shushing)
(suspenseful music)
(Chris groaning)
- Okay, okay.
We gotta go. We gotta go.
- What the fuck are you, dude?
(Chris grunts)
(Chris moaning)
(suspenseful music continues)
(Chris moaning)
- Beth, help me.
- Let's go, please.
- Beth.
Beth, Beth, please.
(Chris groaning and moaning)
(neck snaps)
(Chris thuds)
- Let's get out of here.
(bones cracking)
(gentle sinister music)
Come on! Oh my God!
We gotta go!
(vampire hissing)
(tense music)
(both panting)
Oh, God. Okay, Beth, you need
to,
you need to go in town.
- Go in town?
- Shh.
What do you mean go to town?
Chris is dead.
- I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know!
- What, what was that
thing? (whimpering)
What was that thing?
- Do you have your phone?
Give your phone.
Do you have your phone?
Gimme your phone!
Gimme your phone!
Hello! Hello!
Okay, someone's
trying to kill us.
They already killed our friends.
What do you mean calm down?
They're trying to kill us!
427 Country Club Drive.
Hello?
(tense music continues)
(Beth whimpering and sobbing)
Hello?
- Are they coming?
Are they coming?
- Yes, yes, yes.
Okay, they're on their way.
Oh my God.
(tense music)
Oh my God.
- Go!
- Go.
- We're getting out of here.
(tense ominous music)
Okay, come on.
- They're gonna kill us. They're
gonna kill us
just like they killed Chris.
- No, Beth!
- They're gonna kill us.
- Beth, stop, stop,
stop, stop, stop.
Okay, we have to calm down.
Calm down.
Okay, come on, come
on, come on, come on.
No. Okay, let's wait.
Let's wait, let's wait.
- They're gonna kill,
their gonna kill us.
- No, no, no, no,
no, no stop, stop.
Not going to.
- Oh my God. (whimpering)
- Okay, okay, this is
what's gonna happen.
I'm gonna go and I'm
gonna come back, okay?
- No, no.
- I'll come back for you.
Okay?
All right.
- No.
- You'll be fine.
- Sandra!
(flesh crunching)
(tense music)
Sandra!
(tense ominous music)
(flesh crunching)
- (sobbing) No, Beth.
(Beth thuds)
(vampire hissing)
(tense ominous music continues)
(sobbing) Beth.
No.
- All right, Rodriguez,
let's go check this out.
(suspenseful music)
Hey, go check out
back, if it's okay.
- Okay.
(suspenseful music continues)
- You see anything?
- No, man, there's nothing.
- Just another prank call.
Let's get outta here.
I'm hungry for some tacos.
- Right, detective.
(tense droning)
- Wake up, Beth.
(sobbing) What did
they do to you?
(somber music)
(Sandra sobbing)
I have to go.
I have to go.
- [Jordan] Hey, hey, hey!
Sandra.
- Oh my God!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, it's just me.
- Jordan!
(Sandra sobbing)
(somber music continues)
- What's wrong?
What's going on?
- I'm not ready to
die. I have to go.
We have to go now.
- No, no, no, what are
you even talking about?
No one's gonna die, you're okay.
You're here with family.
(sinister music)
Let me hear you say it.
Say, I'm family.
- What are you
talking about, Jordan?
- You don't remember, do you?
50 years ago.
You're my sister.
They're your family.
(vampires growling)
- I'm leaving now.
I'm leaving!
- No, no.
- I've lost-
- No!
- I'm not gonna lose you again.
(Sandra gasps)
I lost you once.
I'm not gonna lose you again.
(vampire growling)
(Sandra screaming)
(flesh crunching)
(sinister music continues)
(vampires growling)
What happened to me is a
gift from the higher powers.
I have the power of immortality
just like our parents.
(tense music)
Why are you fighting this?
(Sandra gasping)
(Sandra sobbing)
(person groaning)
(flesh crunching)
I'm so sorry I
failed you before,
but now we can finally
be a family again.
(tense music continues)
Together, we can keep
our powerful bloodline
going for centuries.
This is all for
the best, Sandra.
(tense music continues)
(footsteps plodding)
(Sandra whimpering and sobbing)
- No. (sobbing)
(footsteps plodding)
(screams) No! Jordan!
(tense music continues)
(vampire hissing and growling)
(bright upbeat music)
(crows squawking)
(bright upbeat music continues)
(bright upbeat music continues)
(gate creaking)
- What?
Seriously?
Wow!
This place is amazing.
Good for her.
(ominous music)
This place is huge.
Look at my daughter go.
Wow.
Hello!
- Hi, I'm Leah Lou.
I'm the realtor
for this property.
Are you here for the open house?
It's gonna be about
30 minutes more.
- No, I'm not here
for the open house.
My daughter, she just
moved into the backhouse.
- Excuse me?
Your daughter, you said,
is living in the backhouse?
- Yeah.
Uh, this is the correct
address, correct?
- Yes, this is
the right address,
but this house is vacant
and it's up for sale.
- Is this a...
This is a joke, right?
- Miss, if you're not
here for the open house,
I'm gonna have to
ask you to leave.
- Leave? (scoffs)
Leave?
(pensive music)
Where the fuck is my daughter?
Where the fuck is my daughter?
Where is my daughter?
Please, tell me,
where is my daughter?
- I don't know, but I'm
gonna have to call the police
if you don't leave.
- Call the police, so
they can find my daughter.
Please, I'm begging you, just
find my daughter, please.
- [Leah] I don't know
your daughter, miss.
- Please just find her. Why
don't you just find her?
- I'm gonna call the police.
I'm gonna call the police.
- Then call the police.
- I am going to.
- Go ahead and call the police.
No signal.
(crows squawking)
I don't understand where she is.
(tense music)
(Mrs. Wilde sobbing)
Sandra.
Sandra, this is your mother.
Sandra, please, please
answer the phone.
Listen, I know we had a fight
and I know you're upset,
but listen to me, I love you.
I really love you.
No matter what, doesn't
matter what happens,
I will always love you,
you are my daughter.
You are everything.
You are the love.
You are everything to me.
I don't care what
happens between us.
Please, call me.
Just call me back.
I love you, sweetheart.
I really do.
(tense music continues)
Where could she possibly be?
Where are you?
I don't understand.
Why is this happening?
Why is this happening?
I don't understand.
Why?
(tense music continues)
Hello?
Hello?
Hello!
What is going on?
(Mrs. Wilde speaking faintly)
(Mrs. Wilde sobbing)
Where is she?
Where is she?
God, please, please
let her be okay.
Please let her be okay,
I'm begging you, please.
(ominous music)
- Good evening, ma'am.
- Oh, thank God.
Oh, thank God you're here.
Look, it was five days ago.
- Five days ago?
Why'd you wait so long to call?
- Because she moved out.
It's not like she just left.
- Well, there's
not much we can do.
We can't just walk into the
house without a warrant.
- A warrant? A warrant?
The property manager
was just here
and said the lot was vacant.
So why can't you
just search the lot?
- Okay.
Hello. The police.
We don't need a warrant.
The door's wide open.
(suspenseful music)
Hello?
Anybody here?
(Mrs. Wilde sobbing)
- Mama?
- Sandra?
Sandra!
(ominous music)
Oh, it's so good to see you.
Sandra? Sweetheart?
It's your mom.
(vampire growling)
(suspenseful music)
(vampire growling)
(Sandra growling)
Sandra?
(tense music)
(flesh crunching)
(tense music continues)
(vampires growling and hissing)
(tense music rising)
(intense heavy metal music)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(music fades)
(film reel whirring)
(determined music)
(dramatic music)
(film reel flapping)
(thunder crashing)
(bright upbeat music)
(bright upbeat music continues)
(water sploshing)
(bright upbeat music continues)
(tense droning)
(tense music)
(tense music rising)
(vampire hissing)
(tense music)
(intense heavy metal music)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(person groaning)
(flesh crunching)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(tense music)
(Sandra sobbing)
(tense music)
(footsteps plodding)
(Sandra screaming)
- No! Jordan!
(vampire hissing)
(Sandra gasping)
(Sandra sighs)
I hate that dream.
(chuckles) Yes.
(Sandra yawning)
(bright upbeat music)
God, I can't believe you won't
let me go to Matt's party.
- [Mrs. Wilde] Yeah?
Well, believe it.
- You let Lisa do whatever
she wanted when she turned 18.
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
Don't do that.
Don't forget, your sister
was 18 when she moved,
with her boyfriend.
Besides, I could never tell her
what to do, even if I tried.
- This is bullshit!
- Excuse me, young lady?
You remember, this is my house,
and when you're under
my house, my rules.
- Fine, I'll just move then.
- Move? With what money?
You work part-time
as a waitress.
In the real world,
that's never gonna work.
- So what? Whatever.
Then I'm leaving.
(Mrs. Wilde sighs)
(door bell rings)
- Who is it?
Hey Beth, how's it goin'?
- [Beth] Hey, good.
- Come on in.
Sandra's in one of
her moods again.
- What's goin' on? Where is she?
- She's getting her shoes on.
She's angry because I won't
let her go to Matt's party.
You don't go to
those parties, right?
- Gosh, no.
No, they are loud, and crowded,
filled with drunk people
just trying to walk straight.
Not to mention, the
smokers just stinking
the whole place up.
No, that is gross.
I would much rather
read a good book.
- That's what I'm sayin'.
- Hey.
- See, Sandra,
Beth doesn't go
to those parties,
so you're not gonna
be missing much.
- Uh!
Yeah, okay, Mom.
Whatever you say.
Let's go.
- Bye, Mrs. Wilde.
- Hey.
No parties!
- [Sandra] Scout's honor!
(upbeat rock music)
(upbeat rock music continues)
- [Sandra] Beth!
- What?
Nothing like an Irish coffee.
- It's literally 2:00 PM.
- Well, do you want some?
- No.
Crazy.
- Oh, fuck.
Dude, my head hurts so badly.
I think, I think this is it.
Like, I think this is the
end, I think that I'm dying.
- You're not dying,
you're just hungover.
- No, no, no, no.
See, it's like that
movie, "Alien",
where there's an
alien egg in my head,
and it hatches, and
my head just explodes.
- One can only hope.
- That's what's happening.
- Mm-mm.
Oh my God.
- And what the hell
are you looking at?
- I'm looking for apartments.
Yeah.
- What? You're moving out?
- Trying to.
I can't take it anymore.
- [Beth] Well, it's free.
How bad can it be?
- Free rent with no freedom.
It's actually miserable.
- I'm just now thinking
about the parties
we would have though.
I mean, how dope would that be?
And the guys?
It would be like a
fucking orgy every night.
- Oh my God, slow down.
Oh my God.
- Slow down?
Bitch, what do you
mean slowing down?
You were just complaining
about not being able to go.
- Yeah, but I just, I wanna
go and see my friends.
I'm not into the rest, like you.
- "I'm not into the rest."
No, no.
- Stop.
- You don't know if
you like the rest
because you've never
tried any of the rest.
- Okay, pervert.
- Okay, how hot would it be,
all the dudes all over us,
Nick could finally
get in your pants.
- No, no, that's disgusting.
Oh my God, you're gonna
make me spill my coffee.
- Okay, well, as
your best friend,
I just think maybe
you need to branch out
and try some new
experiences, just once,
and then we'll
stop harassing you.
Like smoking.
Just hit it once.
Try it once. Just one time.
- No, it's never gonna happen.
- Just once.
- Oh my God! No way.
- What?
- I just got a listing about...
Oh my gosh, look.
- Let me see.
- [Sandra] It's a backhouse.
- 300 a month in the hills
for an entire backhouse.
- Yeah.
- No, somebody's high.
This is not real.
That's not real.
- I'm gonna have to email them.
- That's not real.
- I'm-
- Don't you even
waste your time.
- I'm emailing them.
There we go. Sent.
Oh, shit.
- What?
- (sighs) I'm gonna
be late for work.
- Let's go.
- I don't wanna go.
I hate my job so much.
- Okay, well, it's
better than what I do.
- Yeah, I don't know how
you deal with what you do.
Picking up trash.
- Hm, being stoned helps.
It does.
- Beth, I bet you couldn't
go one day without smoking.
- Yeah, no, couldn't do it.
Absolutely.
- My God.
- Not in the cards.
Oh, are you down for
the diner after work?
I told Chris we'd come through.
- Um...
Is Nick gonna be there?
- I would assume so.
(Beth growls)
- Okay.
Uh, 10:00, 10:30?
- Aye, captain.
- All right, okay
- I'll text Nick, just for you.
- Shut up.
- Just for you!
- No, no, no, don't do it.
- Just for you!
(upbeat music)
- I hate this place.
(Sandra sighs)
Hello?
Hello, hi.
I, I was just calling about
the listing for the backhouse.
Is it still available?
Great, that's awesome.
Uh, can I see it
sometime tomorrow?
3:00 PM?
Uh, uh, no, perfect.
That is not a problem.
I will be there at 3:00 PM.
Thank you.
(bright upbeat music)
Okay.
Oh my God. (chuckles)
Yes!
Oh my God!
I can get outta this place.
I'm gonna get out of this place!
Oh my God! (laughing)
It's gonna be my place.
Oh my God, this place
is gonna be mine.
I can do whatever I want.
This means I can
start acting again.
I can.
(gate creaking)
(tense ominous music)
- Ah.
What have we here?
(vagrant slurping)
(growling)
(tense music)
(vagrant slurping)
(gate creaking)
(banging)
Wha...?
Who's there?
Get back.
(tense music continues)
(vagrant slurping)
(growling and hissing)
(vagrant screaming)
(soft tense music)
(crickets chirping)
(Sandra sighs)
- It's cold.
Where is she?
Oh, God, where is she?
Never on time.
(heavy breathing)
- Hey.
- Oh my God!
- I'm so sorry, I didn't
mean to scare you.
I...
- Jordan?
- Sandra.
- Oh my God.
Wait, Ms. Melendez' class.
- Social studies, yeah.
- Wow! Yes.
- Yeah.
- How are you?
- I, well, working at Dad's
antique shop, you know, creepy.
Creepy furniture, creepy dolls,
till five in the morning.
It's a blast.
- (chuckles) It
sounds like a blast.
- How've you been?
- Uh, I'm good.
Graduation's in a
few months, you know?
Working at this place.
I actually got a new place.
(ominous music)
Oh, look, that's my ride.
- [Jordan] Is that Beth?
- Yeah. You remember her?
- Yeah.
- Okay, well,
I'll see you later.
- Hey, Sandra, real quick.
Dad lets me borrow
moving equipment
from the antique shop.
If you ever need help,
just gimme a call.
- Okay. Yeah.
I'll put my number in.
- Yeah.
(soft music)
- All right, um, I guess
I'll see you later.
- [Jordan] Sounds good.
It's good to see you.
- You too.
- Uh, is that Jordan?
- Yeah.
Doesn't he look different?
- Ah, okay, he has cleaned
up since Miss Melendez'.
- Oh my God, do you think so?
I don't see him like that.
- Yeah, dude, he's hot.
Like, hot, hot.
Like, aby hot. Ab hot.
- I don't think so.
- Like, washboardy hot.
- Uh, calm down there.
You can go have fun, but
I don't wanna hear it.
I'm just-
- Tall and fit.
Ripped!
He looks like he
could just, like,
throw you up against the wall.
- Oh no, you-
(Beth growls)
No.
Oh, I'm so tired.
I just wanna go.
Let's go.
Now!
- All right.
(upbeat rock music)
(people chattering)
- Beth! Sandra!
- Oh. Hey, guys.
- Sandra!
- Sandra.
Hi, guys.
- Come on!
- Yeah, we're over here.
- What's up?
- [Beth] Hi.
- I mean, uh, hey, hey, Sandra,
there's a seat right here.
- How are you?
- Yeah, I'll sit right here.
- Okay, man, last
night was crazy.
- Dude, I know.
That was the most drunk
I've been in for a while.
I got crazy, bro.
- Well, Beth, the bong
hit you took last night,
biggest I ever seen.
- Um, that was nothing.
You should see
what else I can do.
- All right, all right,
all right, all right.
Um, it's all happening again
this weekend, so save it.
Matt's house?
- (chuckles) Uh, I
forgot to tell you guys,
my parents aren't going
outta town anymore,
so it's not at my place.
- Well fuck.
Shit.
- Oh, what about your house?
- Uh, my grandparents
are in town, remember?
So, that's out of the playbook.
What about you though, man?
- Dude, when have
we ever been able
to have a party at
my house, like, ever?
- That's true.
Well, unless anyone else here
has any bright ideas at all,
uh, we're shit outta
luck until then.
- What about my place?
- (scoffs) What? With your mom?
Yeah, right.
She'd either kill us or
die of a heart attack.
- I, I got my own place.
- What? When did
you get a place?
- Today.
In Hollywood Hills.
- Dude, congratulations.
- Yeah.
- Why didn't you say anything?
- I just, I...
I just didn't think
it was a big deal.
I don't know.
- I mean, it kind of, so,
like, congratulations.
- Thanks.
- Um, so,
we can have a rager there?
- Yeah, I just
have to set it up,
so it should be
ready by the weekend.
- Yes!
- Oh.
- Okay.
- It's gonna be a rager.
- All right, well,
that's settled.
Anyone know where Patrick is?
He's, like, 30 minutes late.
- Yeah, but when has
he ever been on time?
- Never
- Right, never.
- Yeah, exactly.
- Why do you even ask?
- You're probably right.
Yeah, he's cheap.
- [Matt] Call back again.
(alternative rock music playing)
- Why is it that every
time after I eat here,
I feel like I'm
about to give birth?
- [Nick] (chuckles)
I know the feeling.
- You know how it
feels to give birth?
- [Nick] Yeah, uh-huh.
I'm talking about, like, I know
how it feels to be bloated.
- You guys started
without me, huh?
Come on.
- Yo, dude, 10:30.
We said we're meeting
here at 10:30.
- I swear to God.
I swear to God, I
met this chick, bro.
She was a babe, bro!
Nick knows, Nick
knows, Nick knows.
- [Nick] I don't
know about that.
- But then, like, yo,
I had some Taco Bell.
She never showed up.
- Yeah, fuckin' right,
no one cares, dude.
Hey, be on time for once.
Exactly.
- Look, look, look,
I will meet her next time, bro.
- Look, we're gonna
crash at Nick's place,
are you coming or not?
- Oh, yeah, bet.
Yeah, I'm down.
- I'm gonna drop her at home,
and then I'll swing by
if I'm not too tired.
- [Nick] I can drop her off.
- She has a new place?
- Okay.
- Oh, okay, yeah.
- Oh no, but that's, like, $300.
I can't deal, bro.
- Is that the place?
- Yeah, yeah, that's the place.
I'm gonna text you
the address, okay?
Yeah, yeah.
- She stole me.
- Bye!
- I missed so much.
- Yeah, bro, you did.
- Well, yeah, you missed
a lot. You know why?
'Cause you were late.
- [Sandra] Oh my God. Ugh.
- Oh my God, dude.
- See?
- What was that all about?
- What?
- Oh, I don't know. "Let's have
the party at my place."
Dude, what place? You
don't have a place.
- Well, not yet, but
I talked to the person
with the $300 a month backhouse,
and I'm gonna go see it
tomorrow.
- Wait, wait, wait,
that wasn't fake?
- Seemed pretty real to me.
- Um, okay, that is sketchy.
I am coming with you, because if
you're about
to get chopped up by some serial
killer
I'm about to get chopped up
by some serial killer too.
- Beth, where do you
come up with this stuff?
- I have a very
full imagination.
My mommy has always
said that I was special.
- Yeah, you are special.
- I am special.
- Oh my God.
- I am special.
(both laughing)
- Well, can you gimme
a ride tomorrow night?
- Of course.
- Okay.
Are you gonna go
see Chris tonight?
- Hell no. Dude, you gotta make
'em wait.
Drag 'em through the
mud a little bit.
- Oh, okay.
- You can't be too easy.
You can't be too easy.
- I guess, I guess.
- You gotta make 'em wait.
Take tips from me.
- I'll learn that from you.
(soft eerie music)
- So, uh, what's the deal
with you and Nick, huh?
- What do you mean,
what's the deal?
- What do you mean,
what do I mean?
I mean, I feel like lately you
guys are a little different.
- He's different, I'm the same.
I don't want anything to change.
- Okay, yeah, no, of course.
So you just friends or...
- Definitely just friends.
He wanted to be more, but
why would I like Nick?
- Why wouldn't you like Nick?
- You like Nick?
- I mean, he's hot.
- Oh.
You think everyone's hot.
- Well, they are.
- Oh my God.
- I mean, abs are abs.
- (laughing) I'm not
really excited about guys,
I just, I'm excited
about this new place.
- [Beth] Are you a lesbian?
- Excuse me?
- What? What?
You said you weren't
excited about guys.
- I'm not focused on guys.
I'm not focused on anyone.
- [Beth] Okay. Alright, okay.
Yes, house, okay.
Have you seen pictures?
- Yes! It's so nice.
I think it's gonna be the
change that I need in my life.
- [Beth] Your mom's gonna
absolutely lose her shit.
(Sandra laughs)
That's all I'm saying.
- Well, we'll deal
with that later.
- [Beth] Hmm,
should I keep going?
- [Sandra] I think, I
think it's this one.
(crows squawking)
- [Beth] Dude, it's so cute.
I love it.
I love the color.
- [Sandra] It looks
even better in person.
- Oh, it' so cute.
Okay.
This is the place, right?
- [Sandra] Yeah.
- Are you gonna go knock?
- (chuckles) I think so.
Oh my God, wish me good luck.
- Good luck.
- How do I look?
- Good, like, real,
like, really good.
Actually, maybe too good.
- Oh, come on.
- What if he's creepy, dude?
Okay, if he's a serial killer,
you give me the sign
and, like, (shouts)
like, I will, I will come in.
- Don't worry, Beth.
I'll be right back.
- But I'm gonna watch you.
If he's creepy,
give me the sign.
(crows squawking)
- Yes.
- Hi. I spoke to you on the
phone about renting the
backhouse.
- Yes, the backhouse. Yes.
- Oh, it is the right place.
Is it really $300 a month
with utilities included?
- Yes. Yes.
- [Sandra] Wow, that's great.
- So you like it then?
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Yes, there's a first
and last month's rent too,
when you sign.
- Okay.
- [Benjamin] So you like it?
- Well, can I sign
the papers now?
- Now?
- Mm-hmm.
- Well, yes, all right.
- Oh, okay.
- Well, come on in, Sandra.
- How do you know my name?
(soft eerie music)
(crows squawking)
Wow, beautiful yard.
Really nice.
- Well, it's not much,
but it's furnished,
and it's all yours.
- (chuckles) Awesome.
Oh my God!
Beth! Beth!
- [Beth] What the shit?
What, what, what, what, what?
- I got it! I got it!
- What? No way!
- I know, it's in my
name and everything.
- (gasps) Dude!
Are you serious?
- I'm serious!
- [Beth] So he wasn't
a serial killer?
- He wasn't a serial killer.
- Yes!
- Yes!
- I'm so happy for you.
- [Sandra] I know!
- And you like it? It's pretty?
- Yes! Yes, it's beautiful.
It has my name and everything.
My first place!
- Your first place!
- But what am I
gonna tell my mom?
- Well, just lie. Tell her, I
don't know,
tell her that you're
staying at my place.
- [Sandra] I can't lie to
my mom about my first place.
- Um, okay, lying saves lives.
(gentle music)
- Hi, Lisa.
- Mom told me you're moving out.
When?
- Today.
- Why?
You just graduated high school.
You still have
everything to figure out.
- Look who's talking, mommy.
- You're my little sister.
It's my job to stop you
from being as dumb as I was.
Mom and I have
high hopes for you.
You're way too
smart to be like me.
Just stay home, save
money, go to college.
- Are you kidding me?
Mom is impossible.
Like, it's like prison here.
You out of all people
should know better.
- (sighs) I know.
(chuckles) Trust me.
She just...
She seems crazy, but it's
because she loves you.
Look, just come and stay
with me for a few months.
(baby babbles)
Ah, see?
Even Maggie agrees, huh?
- Look, I already decided to
take a year off before college.
I mean, high school
was bad enough.
- Well, whatever you decide,
just know that I'm always
here for you, okay?
I just don't wanna see
you rush into something
and get stuck, you know?
- Thank you, but I
already signed a lease.
$300 a month in Hollywood Hills.
I was thinking I could
even start acting again,
you know, like we used to do.
I always loved that.
- $300 a month in LA? (chuckles)
That's impossible.
Are you sure you're not
renting a parking space?
- No. But, I mean,
it's in the contract.
Look, I'll talk to you
when I'm settled in, okay?
Love you.
- Okay, love you. Stay safe.
- Bye.
(gentle music continues)
(Lisa gasps)
- Yeah. Who's a big girl?
(tense music)
- Sandra.
Sandra, please don't do this.
I'm begging you, don't do this.
- But, Mom, I have
to start my new life.
- Sandra, you don't
understand, you're young.
You don't know what
it's like out there.
Please, just stay here.
Please, just stay here.
I have a really, really
bad feeling about this.
Please. You don't understand.
You're, you're, you're just a
child.
- Look, Mom, hey, this has
nothing to do with you.
I just have to go and experience
life by myself and learn.
Plus, being in LA, I
can start acting again.
I know you're not the
biggest fan, but I love it.
And I love and appreciate
everything you've done for me,
I really do.
Besides, how can I
decorate my new place
without my mother's touch?
- Can I at least help
you pack, please?
- Beth is gonna help me.
But maybe you can come
by sometime next week.
I love you, Mom.
I'll see you.
(crows squawking)
(ominous music)
Come on.
- Wow.
- I know.
- Dude, this is sick.
- I know. Come on, come on.
Oh! Okay, this is heavy.
You got it?
- I got it.
- Oh my God.
Okay.
(Sandra chuckling)
I can't believe it's mine.
Ooh!
(Beth gasps)
- [Beth] You have a pool?
- Yeah, I do. (chuckles)
- [Beth] Is it heated?
- Well, I don't know.
The jacuzzi is though.
- Should I push you
in so you find out?
- No, no, no, you shouldn't. No.
This is it though.
- I'm so happy for you.
Oh.
- I'm finally free.
- You even have a jacuzzi.
- A jacuzzi.
- Jacuzzi!
- Come on.
- Got a jacuzzi.
- Oh, God.
Okay, come.
- Okay.
(Beth groaning)
(crows squawking)
Oh my gosh, dude, it's so cute.
- I know, right?
- Oh my God, I love it.
Stupid nice for $300 a month.
Like, stupid.
Okay.
- Thanks for helping me,
by the way.
- Of course.
Always. You know that.
Now...
It is time to celebrate.
- Oh!
Oh! Okay.
Don't get ahead of yourself.
How do I even open it?
- I always get ahead of myself.
You gotta take this off.
Have you never opened
one of these before?
What is...
I'm gonna...
I can't even with you.
- Beth, calm down.
- How rude.
(insects chirping)
(door creaking)
- Oh!
(tense music)
Oh, you scared me.
Uh, can I help you?
- Sandra.
- How do you know my name?
- Caretaker.
- Excuse me?
- Benjamin, my caretaker.
(ominous music)
He, uh, showed you the property.
- Oh, yes. He was
such a nice man.
Oh, you must be Mr. Viktor.
He said you were the
owner of this place,
that you're not usually
here during the days.
Well, I guess I'll
see you, um...
I guess it was nice meeting you.
- See you soon, Sandra.
(crows squawking)
(soft music)
- Did you ever talk
to that guy, Jordan,
from the other night?
Do you know if he's coming?
- Ah, it doesn't seem like it.
Called him, left a message.
Never got a response.
- Just text him and tell
him you wanna fuck him.
- Ew! (chuckles)
Why would I do that?
- Um, 'cause it's hot.
- No, it's weird.
I think you need therapy.
- All I'm saying is if you
don't, I might have to.
- You know what is funny though?
I feel like I've known
him my whole life.
I can't explain it, it's weird.
(ominous music)
- Speaking of things
that we can't explain,
why is it that when I'm here,
I always feel like
somebody's watching me?
- Oh, do you feel that too?
- I just said it, didn't I?
(tense ominous music)
(gloomy theatrical music on TV)
- Darling, come on.
Just leave the girls alone.
You'll have plenty of
time with them tonight.
Come and watch
this movie with me.
- Darling, you know
how I hate to watch
that Hollywood garbage.
They just never seem
to get it right.
- Yes, (chuckles) I know.
But that's, that's what's so
comical about watching them.
Just come, my love.
Come, my love.
Come and watch
this movie with me.
We need our rest, 'cause we have
a very big night ahead of us.
- Hmm, yes.
(gloomy theatrical
music on TV continues)
- [Person On TV] They would
walk from their graves
in the dead of night,
to attack their victims
and drink the blood
from their veins.
- So, I just texted everybody,
and they should be here
within the next few hours.
- Okay, well, did you tell them
it was the backhouse?
- Uh, no.
Oh my God, what?
They'll figure it out.
- (chuckles) Okay.
- I'm gonna see what
kind of cleaning supplies
this place has.
- Okay.
- Dude, look at this.
- What is it?
- [Beth] Look at this.
- What is it?
Is that Jordan?
- I mean, his name's Jordan.
It can't be the same Jordan.
- This is weird.
- [Beth] This picture looks
like it's from the '50s.
- This is Viktor.
But he looks exactly the same.
It doesn't make any sense.
- This is insane.
This girl looks
exactly like you.
(eerie music)
(chuckles) Dude, this is crazy.
Oh my God.
(Beth mimics ghost howling)
I'm just gonna go send-
- Get away from me! Stop!
- Oh my God, somebody
needs a drink.
Calm down, it's just
some crazy coincidence.
- I think I'm gonna get dressed.
Take a shower.
- I need to get
her some alcohol.
(ominous music)
- I'm getting so hungry.
I don't know if I
can wait any longer.
(ominous music continues)
- Not much longer now, my love.
- Oh, good.
(breathing seductively)
(water gushing)
(air whooshing)
(tense music)
- Dude, what was that
song we were listening to?
It goes like,
Do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do
It's like, da, da, da
The other day
- I don't know.
Did the guys get here yet?
- No, not yet.
- Ugh.
I think Viktor was
perving-out on me.
- [Beth] How?
- Well, I thought I saw someone
through the bathroom window,
but (sighs) I thought it
was one of the guys, like.
- Unfortunately, I
think you just have
a really pervy landlord.
- No, don't say that!
- Oh, that's so gross. He's so
old it probably
doesn't even work anymore.
- Ew!
Why do you even say
that, things like that?
- Do you think it's big?
Okay, okay, sorry.
I'll stop.
- Beth.
- What? What?
- No, don't.
- What?
Stop!
- Oh no.
Ugh.
- Ah!
- What are you even saying?
Oh my God.
- The guilt.
- I really hope it wasn't him.
- (laughs) I think it was him.
I for sure think it was him.
- No.
No. (laughing)
- Aah! That's so funny.
- Yo, Chris, where you at, dude?
Yeah, I'm already here.
This place is crazy, man.
Uh, kinda creepy, but it'll do.
Um, yeah, so you
guys coming or what?
Yeah, I know.
All right, man, just hurry up.
(ominous enchanted music)
- [Sandra] Matt! Over here.
- Sandra?
Where are you?
- [Sandra] I'm right
here, in the jacuzzi.
- Oh!
There you are.
- [Sandra] I'd
love some company.
- Yeah, I'm down.
So, uh, where's everybody at?
- Just get in already,
forget about them.
(ominous enchanted
music continues)
- Look, I thought-
- Forget about them.
Just get in the water.
- [Matt] Yo, is this okay?
- I know you want to.
- I guess.
All right, we're here.
What, what if, what
about the party?
They're supposed to come.
- Just get in the water.
- Oh!
If this is what you want,
that's fine with me.
This is great?
- You sure?
- Yeah.
- You sure?
- But-
Oh. (groans)
Who the fuck is that guy?
(tense ominous music)
(vampire hissing)
Oh, shit!
(flesh crunching)
(Matt moaning)
(vampire hissing)
(tense music continues)
(vampires hissing)
- Dude, this place is crazy.
You want some?
- Yeah, I'll take a hit.
(relaxing music)
- (coughing) Fuck!
This stuff's insane.
Where'd you get it?
- I don't know, right, bro.
My cousin hooks it up, right.
- (coughing) Oh my god,
your cousin's insane, dude.
This is the best I've ever had.
- Yeah.
- Hey, guess what?
- What?
- I'm gonna fuck Beth tonight.
- (clicks tongue) Bro, anyone
can fuck Beth, any night.
- Yeah, and you wanna know why?
Because she's good at it.
- (scoffs) Let's just hope
Sandra's just as good,
'cause I'm not gonna lie, bro,
I'm tryin' to get some of that
myself.
- You?
- Yeah.
- You hookin' up
with Sandra, dude?
- Yes, sir.
- No.
- No, no.
- She's a virgin, bro.
That's what I heard.
She's a virgin.
- That's 'cause she's
saving herself for me, bro.
- Man, you got me, you got me.
You know, that's
actually kinda funny.
- Oh my God.
- That's kinda funny, man.
- Who are you calling, bro?
- I'm gonna call Patrick.
I'm gonna make sure he's not
five hours late
like he always is.
- (scoffs) Good luck.
You know Patrick.
- Yeah, we'll see, bro.
(dial tone ringing)
(dial tone beeping)
- Bro. Call him back.
- I have no service up here.
- Call him back.
- I'll try to call
him again, you'll see.
I don't know why
Sandra had to get place
where there's no service.
I can't live without
signal in my life.
- She's crazy.
It's pretty nice though.
Pretty nice.
(dial tone ringing)
You know what? No, um.
(dial tone beeping)
Patrick!
Hey!
Where you at with
the booze, dude?
We're waiting for you.
20 minutes! No fucking way!
You say that all the time.
Yeah, okay, well, I
just hope you show up
before we all get
blacked out again.
- (scoffs) Bro, you say
that like we're supposed
to know who Crystal is.
Is she even real?
Bro, how much did
you pay for her?
(both laughing)
- Well, hey, uh,
we're gonna head in,
and hopefully we will
see you and Crystal.
- Yes, sir.
- If you guys even decide
to show up.
- I'm actually cool on this.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah, I don't wanna get
too up fucked up too-
- Are you sure?
- I don't wanna get
too fucked up too soon.
- Hey, do you think that
Crystal's actually real?
- Nah, bro.
I'm telling you,
Crystal's either a dude
or a prostitute.
- What if she's a freshman?
- (laughing) Bro, he has been
listening to a lot of that,
"When you're hot and
fresh out of the kitchen."
Oh! All summer.
- If she's with Patrick,
she's not hot or fresh
outta the kitchen, I
can promise you that.
I can promise you that.
- Bro, bro,
you know what she's
hot and fresh out of?
The womb.
(both laughing)
- That's good. Oh, I get it,
'cause she's a freshman.
- Yeah!
- And she's probably
not even hot.
That's the worst part.
- Bro, you know has a pole, he
has no game.
- He has no game.
You know what's the
craziest part though?
- What?
- This stuff's good. I don't
even want anymore.
Bro, I'm good, I'm-
- No, you have to.
- I'm trying to be aware
when I'm fucking Sandra,
so just chill.
- But like I said,
you're not even going to,
'cause she's a virgin.
See, here's the thing,
is you act like you're
on the same level as Beth and I,
but you're not.
- Oh. Bro, I'm telling you,
I'm gonna get some tonight.
I think she's really feeling me.
- You're gonna get some if
you loosen up a little more.
- All right, this
is peer pressure.
- I'm really good at that.
Yeah, it's good, huh?
- Goddamn, my cousin's a bitch.
- (snickering) No, your
cousin's a legend, dude.
This is better than what
Beth gave me the other day.
- Beth.
(bright upbeat music)
- Stop a minute, okay?
- Okay.
- Hey, guys.
Welcome to my new place.
- [Nick] This place
is great, Sandra.
- Thank you.
- This is great.
(bright music)
(faint singing)
- Uh, you wanna play a game?
- I mean, yeah, sure,
but we're probably gonna
have to peel those two
away from each other.
- Hey, guys, come on.
Hey.
- What?
- Let's play a game.
- Hm, okay.
Um, in this cup or a full cup?
- You know, I'm not
good at games.
- Mm-hmm.
- We're gonna lose.
- We'll see about that.
- Just you wait and see.
- Hey, we're still in the room.
You probably need another drink,
your other one's running low.
- [Nick] What kinda game
are we playing here?
- (chuckles) Okay, do
you know how to play?
So, number one: Waterfall.
If somebody draws a
one, everybody has
to drink in a circle.
Two, is you.
Three, is me.
Four, horse.
Five, never have I ever.
Six, sticks.
(Nick and Chris giggling)
Seven, heaven.
You raise your hands to the sky,
the last one up has to drink.
Eight, mate.
You point to somebody and
then they have to drink
with you every time you drink.
- Maybe a little more.
- Oh, okay.
- Nine, rhyme.
10, categories.
- And who goes first?
- You.
- You.
You go.
- You go.
- You go.
- Why me?
- [Nick And Beth] Because.
(bright music continues)
- Seven. Heaven
- Heaven.
(group giggling)
- Straight in there. (laughing)
Oh my God, he's
already hammered.
- All right.
- No, I'm not next.
- No.
- I just went.
- Oh, it's my turn.
- I hope you get a one.
- Shut up.
- Oh no!
- Remind me.
- You create the rule.
You create the rule.
- Oh, I create the rule.
- Yeah.
- Okay, um, um...
- That's scary.
- I want y'all to
get on my level.
So, like, all y'all drink,
every single one of you.
- Is that allowed?
- I don't even know
if that's a rule.
I second it.
Okay.
- Cheers.
- Cheers!
- Cheers!
- Damn!
That jackass gave me
the wrong address.
He always be doing that to me.
(chuckles) Oh,
it's the backhouse?
Stupid.
That bitch better hurry up.
It's kinda creepy out here.
And it's cold, damn!
Damn! (phone chimes)
Geez, man.
On my way my ass!
He's probably still
sitting at home.
(Patrick shivers)
(twig snaps)
What the fuck was that?
(tense music)
No, fuck this.
Fuck this! No, no,
no, no, no, no.
Open up!
Punk ass pussy tonight!
(upbeat music)
- Matt's full of shit.
- What do you mean?
- I mean, he told me and
Chris he would be here already.
- Oh, really? I
haven't seen him.
- Yeah, I mean, uh,
he's probably here,
he fucking with us, but
he'll show up at some point.
He's probably trying to
scare us or something.
(upbeat music continues)
(Sandra coughing)
- Did, uh, Beth tell
you who else is coming?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Uh, Patrick. He's waiting
for some shit, and then he'll
show.
Uh, no one else that
I know of though.
- Oh, I haven't
seen him in a while.
That's good.
- Yeah.
I mean, hopefully it's just us.
- Damn service.
I never have it when I need it.
(sighs)
I'm never gonna make it
to that party tonight.
(twigs snapping)
Who's there?
Is anyone out there?
This isn't funny anymore!
My car is broken!
(tense music)
- Is this your car?
(ominous music)
- Who are you?
- I mean, your car
looks pretty banged up.
I can help you if you like.
- I know you.
You're that weird guy from that
creepy store with the dolls.
(tense music)
- Maybe we can get this
thing running, huh?
(suspenseful music)
(tense music)
(air whooshing)
(tense music rising)
Nice hiding spot.
May wanna try a little
harder next time.
(suspenseful music)
Yeah.
Tonight?
I'll be there, I'm just
grabbing a quick snack.
I'll see you there.
(vampire hissing)
(suspenseful music continues)
(anxious music)
(footsteps crunching)
(air whooshing)
(upbeat music)
- They can hear us.
- I don't think they can.
- They can.
(Beth giggles)
- Can you guys at
least close the door?
- Sorry!
- Anyway, um...
It's so weird.
- [Nick] What's that?
- Uh, nothing.
- Did you see? Someone posted
that you're
having a party tonight.
- Wait, who?
- I mean, I don't
know specifically,
but, like, everyone's
sharing it.
Like, everyone.
- We can't have a bunch of
people just coming to the house.
Wait, I haven't
talked to Viktor yet.
- Hey, don't blame me,
I think it was Patrick.
It was probably Patrick.
- [Sandra] Okay, can you go
tell him to delete it then?
- No. What? No.
- Go tell him.
Come on, come on, come on.
- Okay.
- Now, please, please, please.
Now!
- Okay, okay, okay, okay.
- Okay, thank you.
- Jesus Christ.
(upbeat music)
- Oh, shit.
(Sandra gags and chuckles)
Oh, God.
(gags) That's disgusting.
Ugh, this why I don't drink.
- Come on, dude, it didn't work.
You back there? Come out.
- Uh, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
- Wait for what, huh?
- Um, I have to, I have to pee.
Yeah.
You are just gonna stay there?
- Where do you want me to go?
- Um, get in the shower.
- Okay.
Okay.
- It's fine, it's
fine, I'm not ready.
I'll just tell
him I'm not ready.
- I'm just gonna
do it for a second.
Do it for a second.
I'm just gonna do it.
(Chris screaming)
- Chris!
Chris! What?
Are you okay?
What the hell was that?
- I, I, I, I, I don't know.
What, did he go outside?
- Yeah.
I've never seen him so scared.
What...
What happened?
- Fuck, dude.
I chickened out.
- What do you mean,
you chickened out?
- I mean, I chickened out,
I couldn't sleep with him.
- Beth, you've slept
with a thousand guys,
what makes this different?
- I've never slept with anyone.
(tense music)
Don't look at me like that.
- That makes two of us.
- Come on out, dude.
It didn't work.
Dude, come on, stop
being an asshole!
Bro, you're pissing me off!
Where are you?
What the fuck?
No! What?
(tense music)
(Nick moaning)
- Where is Nick?
- Oh, he said a bunch of people
were reposting my address.
(Beth laughing)
Stop, it's not funny.
- Oh no.
- I can't have randoms here.
- [Beth] Not the randos.
- Not the randos.
Coming, just random people here.
I haven't even talked to Viktor.
- I mean, or maybe
the place is haunted,
which is why they're both gone.
Hoo. (laughing)
- Stop, Beth, you
already scared me enough.
It's not funny anymore.
- Hoo!
- Stop.
Oh my God.
Ugh, this place is a mess.
(tense music)
(vampire growling)
- Chris, Chris!
Chris!
Chris! Chris! Chris!
No!
Chris!
- Whoa, what was that?
- Calm down.
(Nick moaning)
(tense music)
- Chill, chill, I'll
go check it out.
- Let me-
- Chill.
I think you need another drink.
I'm gonna look just for you.
- Okay, okay.
- I normally
wouldn't even look.
- Beth!
- [Beth] Oh, calm down!
- Okay.
Beth!
- Oh my God, stay calm.
- It was nothing.
- Oh my God.
- [Beth] There
was nothing there.
- Well, I really hope not.
(tense music)
(vampire hissing)
(suspenseful music)
(Sandra screams)
- Oh my God!
Go, go, go, go, go!
(vampire hissing)
Oh! Oh my God!
- Fuck this place.
(Chris groans)
(blows thudding)
(Chris chuckles)
- No!
Oh my God! Oh my God, run!
(suspenseful music continues)
(bones cracking)
(Chris groaning)
Oh my God!
(intense ominous music)
- Chris!
(Sandra shushing)
(suspenseful music)
(Chris groaning)
- Okay, okay.
We gotta go. We gotta go.
- What the fuck are you, dude?
(Chris grunts)
(Chris moaning)
(suspenseful music continues)
(Chris moaning)
- Beth, help me.
- Let's go, please.
- Beth.
Beth, Beth, please.
(Chris groaning and moaning)
(neck snaps)
(Chris thuds)
- Let's get out of here.
(bones cracking)
(gentle sinister music)
Come on! Oh my God!
We gotta go!
(vampire hissing)
(tense music)
(both panting)
Oh, God. Okay, Beth, you need
to,
you need to go in town.
- Go in town?
- Shh.
What do you mean go to town?
Chris is dead.
- I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know!
- What, what was that
thing? (whimpering)
What was that thing?
- Do you have your phone?
Give your phone.
Do you have your phone?
Gimme your phone!
Gimme your phone!
Hello! Hello!
Okay, someone's
trying to kill us.
They already killed our friends.
What do you mean calm down?
They're trying to kill us!
427 Country Club Drive.
Hello?
(tense music continues)
(Beth whimpering and sobbing)
Hello?
- Are they coming?
Are they coming?
- Yes, yes, yes.
Okay, they're on their way.
Oh my God.
(tense music)
Oh my God.
- Go!
- Go.
- We're getting out of here.
(tense ominous music)
Okay, come on.
- They're gonna kill us. They're
gonna kill us
just like they killed Chris.
- No, Beth!
- They're gonna kill us.
- Beth, stop, stop,
stop, stop, stop.
Okay, we have to calm down.
Calm down.
Okay, come on, come
on, come on, come on.
No. Okay, let's wait.
Let's wait, let's wait.
- They're gonna kill,
their gonna kill us.
- No, no, no, no,
no, no stop, stop.
Not going to.
- Oh my God. (whimpering)
- Okay, okay, this is
what's gonna happen.
I'm gonna go and I'm
gonna come back, okay?
- No, no.
- I'll come back for you.
Okay?
All right.
- No.
- You'll be fine.
- Sandra!
(flesh crunching)
(tense music)
Sandra!
(tense ominous music)
(flesh crunching)
- (sobbing) No, Beth.
(Beth thuds)
(vampire hissing)
(tense ominous music continues)
(sobbing) Beth.
No.
- All right, Rodriguez,
let's go check this out.
(suspenseful music)
Hey, go check out
back, if it's okay.
- Okay.
(suspenseful music continues)
- You see anything?
- No, man, there's nothing.
- Just another prank call.
Let's get outta here.
I'm hungry for some tacos.
- Right, detective.
(tense droning)
- Wake up, Beth.
(sobbing) What did
they do to you?
(somber music)
(Sandra sobbing)
I have to go.
I have to go.
- [Jordan] Hey, hey, hey!
Sandra.
- Oh my God!
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, it's just me.
- Jordan!
(Sandra sobbing)
(somber music continues)
- What's wrong?
What's going on?
- I'm not ready to
die. I have to go.
We have to go now.
- No, no, no, what are
you even talking about?
No one's gonna die, you're okay.
You're here with family.
(sinister music)
Let me hear you say it.
Say, I'm family.
- What are you
talking about, Jordan?
- You don't remember, do you?
50 years ago.
You're my sister.
They're your family.
(vampires growling)
- I'm leaving now.
I'm leaving!
- No, no.
- I've lost-
- No!
- I'm not gonna lose you again.
(Sandra gasps)
I lost you once.
I'm not gonna lose you again.
(vampire growling)
(Sandra screaming)
(flesh crunching)
(sinister music continues)
(vampires growling)
What happened to me is a
gift from the higher powers.
I have the power of immortality
just like our parents.
(tense music)
Why are you fighting this?
(Sandra gasping)
(Sandra sobbing)
(person groaning)
(flesh crunching)
I'm so sorry I
failed you before,
but now we can finally
be a family again.
(tense music continues)
Together, we can keep
our powerful bloodline
going for centuries.
This is all for
the best, Sandra.
(tense music continues)
(footsteps plodding)
(Sandra whimpering and sobbing)
- No. (sobbing)
(footsteps plodding)
(screams) No! Jordan!
(tense music continues)
(vampire hissing and growling)
(bright upbeat music)
(crows squawking)
(bright upbeat music continues)
(bright upbeat music continues)
(gate creaking)
- What?
Seriously?
Wow!
This place is amazing.
Good for her.
(ominous music)
This place is huge.
Look at my daughter go.
Wow.
Hello!
- Hi, I'm Leah Lou.
I'm the realtor
for this property.
Are you here for the open house?
It's gonna be about
30 minutes more.
- No, I'm not here
for the open house.
My daughter, she just
moved into the backhouse.
- Excuse me?
Your daughter, you said,
is living in the backhouse?
- Yeah.
Uh, this is the correct
address, correct?
- Yes, this is
the right address,
but this house is vacant
and it's up for sale.
- Is this a...
This is a joke, right?
- Miss, if you're not
here for the open house,
I'm gonna have to
ask you to leave.
- Leave? (scoffs)
Leave?
(pensive music)
Where the fuck is my daughter?
Where the fuck is my daughter?
Where is my daughter?
Please, tell me,
where is my daughter?
- I don't know, but I'm
gonna have to call the police
if you don't leave.
- Call the police, so
they can find my daughter.
Please, I'm begging you, just
find my daughter, please.
- [Leah] I don't know
your daughter, miss.
- Please just find her. Why
don't you just find her?
- I'm gonna call the police.
I'm gonna call the police.
- Then call the police.
- I am going to.
- Go ahead and call the police.
No signal.
(crows squawking)
I don't understand where she is.
(tense music)
(Mrs. Wilde sobbing)
Sandra.
Sandra, this is your mother.
Sandra, please, please
answer the phone.
Listen, I know we had a fight
and I know you're upset,
but listen to me, I love you.
I really love you.
No matter what, doesn't
matter what happens,
I will always love you,
you are my daughter.
You are everything.
You are the love.
You are everything to me.
I don't care what
happens between us.
Please, call me.
Just call me back.
I love you, sweetheart.
I really do.
(tense music continues)
Where could she possibly be?
Where are you?
I don't understand.
Why is this happening?
Why is this happening?
I don't understand.
Why?
(tense music continues)
Hello?
Hello?
Hello!
What is going on?
(Mrs. Wilde speaking faintly)
(Mrs. Wilde sobbing)
Where is she?
Where is she?
God, please, please
let her be okay.
Please let her be okay,
I'm begging you, please.
(ominous music)
- Good evening, ma'am.
- Oh, thank God.
Oh, thank God you're here.
Look, it was five days ago.
- Five days ago?
Why'd you wait so long to call?
- Because she moved out.
It's not like she just left.
- Well, there's
not much we can do.
We can't just walk into the
house without a warrant.
- A warrant? A warrant?
The property manager
was just here
and said the lot was vacant.
So why can't you
just search the lot?
- Okay.
Hello. The police.
We don't need a warrant.
The door's wide open.
(suspenseful music)
Hello?
Anybody here?
(Mrs. Wilde sobbing)
- Mama?
- Sandra?
Sandra!
(ominous music)
Oh, it's so good to see you.
Sandra? Sweetheart?
It's your mom.
(vampire growling)
(suspenseful music)
(vampire growling)
(Sandra growling)
Sandra?
(tense music)
(flesh crunching)
(tense music continues)
(vampires growling and hissing)
(tense music rising)
(intense heavy metal music)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(intense heavy metal
music continues)
(music fades)