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(electronic sounds resonating)

(ominous foreboding music)

Hey, stop.(laughs)

You know I'm ticklish there.

Why do you think I'm doing it?

Come here.

Hey, down, boy, down.

Just having some fun.

So, you're, like, done, right?

That's a joke, right?

Does this cake look done to you?

Plus you still haven't hidden the eggs yet?

Can't be serious, it's dark outside.

Oh, is little dilly willy afraid?

I know your weakness.

My lips on your neck.

Okay, okay, okay, okay. (laughs)

Stop it, you win, you win.

But those eggs are the first thing on your list tomorrow.

Everything needs to be perfect.

It will.

Oh God, still need to buy hot chocolate.

Didn't we buy some more a few days ago?

I thought we did.

Oh, shit, no wait.

We're not done yet.

[Dylan] Gemma.

I need to clean these ones out for tomorrow,

and paint a few.

[Dylan] Really?

Now?

Invitation said 10 o'clock.

That gives me like legit no time.

We could pull up an all nighter.

Like on the lake, remember?

Well, I suppose we could drink a lot of coffee tomorrow,

(Dylan laughing)

and um, after we paint these eggs,

we could take the paints upstairs and I don't know,

do something.

Now you're talking.

So what do we do?

First,

I puncture the top and bottom of the egg.

Mm hm.

Then I blow.

This should be good.

You're very good at it.

(Gemma exhales)

(hand slapping)

(Gemma gagging)

Whoa, whoa, what's that?

Jesus fuckin' Christ,

smells like a bad meat.

So much for these eggs.

(egg carton dropping)

Looks like you are hiding eggs tonight.

(Dylan sighs)

Why are doing this to me, Gem?

We'll stink up the kitchen, and not one air freshener.

(Dylan sighs)

Fine,

fine.

But then it's upstairs with the paint, right?

These ones are already empty.

Hurry back.

Aye, aye, Captain.

(ominous music)

(crickets chirping)

(drums thrumming)

(drawer shuts)

Hello?

[Caller] Hello.

Yes?

[Caller] How are you doing tonight?

Who's this?

[Caller] Am I speaking to the right person?

I think you've got the wrong number, dude.

(ominous music continues)

(phone buzzing)

Hello.

[Caller] Are you excited about Easter?

Who is this?

Charlie, Is that you your voice sounds weird.

[Caller] I'm not Charlie.

Who is this?

[Caller] Are you preparing for an Easter party tomorrow?

Yes.

[Caller] I love Easter.

What's your favorite thing about Easter?

[Caller] Well, the egg hunts are fun.

Plus all the chocolate you can eat.

[Caller] I love chocolate.

I love painting eggs too.

You don't say.

[Caller] Do you like painting eggs?

Yes.

[Caller] What do you have against the color red.

I'm sorry.

[Caller] Your egg could have used more red?

I love that color.

Listen, I've got-

[Caller] I know what you fuckin' did you fuckin' whore.

(phone beeping)

(ominous music intensifies)

(drums thrumming)

That fucking prick.

Dylan, this isn't funny.

I fucking hate shit like this.

(ominous music startles)

Dylan.

(ominous music drones)

Dylan!

Dylan!

(ominous music startles)

(phone unlocking)

Dylan, I swear to God,

if you jump out at me right now,

we're finished.

(drums thrumming)

(ominous music intensifies)

(alarm blaring)

(door handle rattles)

(suspenseful music)

(Gemma screams)

Dylan!

Dylan, this isn't funny anymore!

Come out!

(suspenseful music startles)

Dylan?

(phone buzzing)

Dylan, this isn't funny anymore.

[Dylan] Help me, Gemma, Gemma-

Dylan, Dylan, (Dylan screaming)

what's happening, Dylan?

[Caller] Your boyfriend wasn't very good

at hiding those eggs, Gemma.

What do you want?

[Caller] A little bunny told me

you were the prank queen in high school.

(Muffled screaming)

That still true.

No, that, that, that was a long time ago.

[Caller] Oh, now why is that?

It's just why are you doing this?

[Caller] I'm just having some harmless Easter fun.

(Dylan struggling)

Please just don't hurt Dylan.

[Caller] Do you wanna see him?

Go to the back door and turn on the light?

He's looking a little thirsty.

Please just tell me what you want.

[Caller] I want you to turn on the light, Gemma.

(light switch clicks)

(Muffled screaming)

(Gemma screaming)

[Caller] I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Please just leave us alone!

We'll give anything you want!

[Caller] I want the prank queen of Emeryville High

to watch me perform a prank.

Please.

Please!

[Caller] I heard Dylan likes hot chocolate.

Maybe he'll like mine.

My secret ingredient is acid.

(muffled screaming)

(painful screaming)

(ominous music intensifies)

(hot liquid searing)

(ominous music climaxing)

(hot liquid searing)

(Gemma screaming)

Leave us alone!

(ominous music drones)

(metal scraping)

(drums thrumming)

(Gemma screaming)

Someone help me!

Help me!

(drums intensifying)

(footsteps approaching)

(knife slashing)

(Gemma coughing)

(deep polyphonic voice speaking)

First, you puncture the top of the egg, right?

And then we puncture the bottom.

We'll finish this rotten egg inside.

Paint her nice and red.

(mournful foreboding music)

(window thudding)

(Star gasping)

[Mark] You should have seen the look on your face,

you (indistinct).

You're an asshole.

[Mark] What?

You're - an - asshole.

[Mark] Hold on.

(window lowering)

(car beeping)

All right, do you want to say that again?

Did you got my pills?

(pills rattling)

Thank you.

All right, I think that's everything.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Was it the scare?

Babe, I am so sorry, I thought it would be-

No, it's not that.

Maybe this trip isn't such a good idea.

Star.

I've got work, you know?

And money's tight at the moment.

Those therapy sessions aren't cheap.

[Mark] It's just the weekend.

Why don't you wanna go?

You were fine last night.

It's been like five years since I've seen them.

What are you worried about?

Oh no, okay, I get it.

I get it, yeah.

You're um, you're embarrassed about me.

What? Babe, no.

No, it's the only thing that makes sense.

Or is it the inverse?

You're worried the other girls will become ravenous,

when they a gander a moi.

(Star laughing)

Fuck, I should have bought you a pitch fork.

Oh, my bad, my bad.

(Star laughing)

Everything's gonna be fine.

Look, if it becomes too much, we can leave, okay?

Besides, we have to go.

I've never been to an Easter party before.

Not to mention we literally went shopping for this trip.

I mean, did you or did you not,

pick out a lovely pair of pants for me to wear

that accentuates my butt so nicely.

(Star laughs)

Your butt did look nice in those trousers.(laughs)

Okay, we'll do it.

But if I don't feel comfortable, we're leaving.

Yeah, well even keep the car running. (laughs)

Let's have some fun, okay?

Okay.

(ominous music)

(engine starting)

(birds croaking)

(drums thrumming)

(water trickling)

(gravel crunching)

(engine stopping)

I'll get the bags.

Wait.

What?

Carla's car is here.

Who's Carla?

A friend.

(ominous foreboding music)

You know, I know a guy.

He could fix those teeth of yours.

(tongue sucking)

What's wrong with my teeth?

Well, they just look like little broken fences.

Liberally speaking, of course.

I wouldn't want anyone

to think you're a chav or something.

Leave her alone, Carla.

Let's have a look.

Your teeth, no, Fiona, they're beautiful.

Don't listen to her.

Thanks Danny.

[Danny] Yeah.

(door knocking)

Ah, that must be Gemma, I'll get it.

(footsteps retreating)

(Carla sighs)

Goody, then the party can begin.(laughs)

(Carla sighs)

(door knob clinking)

[Mark] Holy shit.

It's nice, isn't it?

[Mark] Really nice?

Yeah, fuckin' huge.

I'm glad we came.

Yeah?

All my days.

Aw, look at you.

You look incredible. - [Star] Danny!

Wow, you look great!

Come on bring it in, bring it in.

[Star] Um, this is my boyfriend, Mark.

[Danny] Nice to meet you mate.

Hello.

[Danny] Yeah, How you doing?

Yeah, good.

Rough (indistinct), my back's killing me.

Yeah, long drives and that.

They're a bitch.

Mm.

Yeah.

Wow, it hasn't changed much.

No, but yoga seems to be paying off, don't it?

(Star laughing)

Yeah.

Where's, Gemma?

No one knows.

The door was open when we came.

(Carla inhales)

Hi Star.

You look nice.

Carla.

You do too.

Fiona's here.

She's so lazy.

I found out she's taking therapy.

Can you imagine? (laughs)

She's such a mess.

Some people need help sometimes.

What's wrong with that?

Um, everything.

Aren't you going to introduce me?

Hi, I'm Mark, I'm Star's boyfriend.

Anyway, I'm surprised you're here,

but I'm so glad you came. (laughs)

Well, I'm gonna find the restroom.

Yeah, yeah, that's, that's upstairs to the left.

And uh the bedroom's up there as well.

Cool, thanks.

Um, I did (indistinct)

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Do you fancy a bit.

I do (indistinct).

(Star knocking)

Hello?

(door opening)

(bag thuds)

(Star sighs)

(foreboding music)

(floor creaking)

Star?

Oh my God.

Alex.

It's good to see you too.

You look good.

What's it been like five years?

Yeah, that long.

Sorry if I scared you.

You look like you've seen a ghost.

How long have you been here?

Oh, I got her when Carla and Danny did.

They carpooled.

They also broke up.

Oh, what? Why?

Honestly, I don't know.

And I don't really care.

Kind of had enough of Carla's wisdom telling me

that my hair's the wrong color for my skin.

So, I've been hiding in the bathroom since I got here.

Are you okay?

(ominous music)

What's that?

Where did you get this?

It was on the bed when I came in,

it it had my name on it.

(paper ripping)

Yeah.

Gemma's idea of a fucking joke, no doubt.

Sick, man, thought she changed.

You know, I was pretty apprehensive about coming here

for this reunion.

I thought things would be different, but

I dunno.

Been going to therapy,

and they said it'd be good for my mental health

to revisit people from old haunts,

but honestly, I've just been getting major bad vibes

from everyone since I got here.

I didn't wanna come either.

So why did you?

My boyfriend convinced me.

He's never been to an Easter party before.

It's nice that you have someone.

No guy wants to be with a girl who has panic attacks

every day at three in the morning.

[Deana] Come on, where's my welcome party?

Deana's here.

Guys?

- [Danny] Deana! - Seriously!

(Deana exclaims)

Danny, hi!

(indistinct)

I know, it's been ages!

Oh, who are you?

Oh, so, this is Mark.

Hi!

- This is Star's boyfriend. - Nice to see you.

Alex and Star,

Nice to see you both.

It's been ages.

Where's Gemma?

(ominous music)

Playing some pranks.

You know, some things just never change.

(Deana sighs)

So she's?

[Mark] Somewhere.

(Deana sighs)

What, she can't even bother to come and say Hi.

I need a drink.

Oh, you guys.

Oh.

(ominous music)

My name's not on it.

Where's my name?

Are you joking?

I thought it was Easter, not Christmas.

Might be a part of the egg hunt,

Gemma was talking about in her, in her invitation?

Yeah, but where is Gemma?

I'll open it.

(box rustling)

What's that?

It looks like a tape recorder.

Christ, Gemma's gone all out for this reunion.

Go on, hit play.

Let's find out where the first egg's hidden.

(recorder whirring)

[Gemma] Welcome.

So glad you could come.

Miss me?

I know you did.

I'm so glad to be back.

I have some fun things planned for you guys.

I want you all looking your Sunday best tonight.

Until then, talk, drink,

and reminisce about the good old days.

The ones you'll be dying to get back to very soon.

What the fuck was that?

That isn't funny, guys.

Seriously, who did that?

Who did what, who was that?

No, no, no, no.

All right, Gemma, very funny.

Yeah, joke's over.

Guys, what's going on?

Star?

The girl on that recording.

She's dead.

No, no way that's Lexy McKenna.

That's the name I haven't heard in a while?

Who was Lexy McKenna?

(Star crying)

Whoa, Star!

[Mark] Wait.

Hey, hey, hey, it's all right.

It's not all right, Mark, it's sick.

Why the fuck would Gemma do this?

Look, I have no idea.

I don't know her.

She always used to pull like this in high school.

She'd, like, get turned on

by people being uncomfortable or something.

Okay, but it's just a dumb prank.

I'm sure it is.

Right? There's only so long you can go with something.

Who's Lexy McKenna?

Just a friend from high school.

[Mark] A dead friend.

I don't wanna talk about it.

Okay babe, you can trust me.

All right, I'm all ears.

Just...

I, I can't.

Okay, all right, it might do you good to

get it off your chest.

I said I can't, Mark.

Okay.

It's just, I'm sorry.

It's just not something I feel comfortable talking about.

Yeah, no, it's cool.

It's cool.

I'm gonna get in the shower.

Okay.

(ominous foreboding music)

(seagulls squawking)

(waves crashing)

It all looks beautiful.

Do you remember we used to come down here and get high?

(Deana laughs)

Have you got any on you?

No, I wish.

You know Gemma said

that she was this yogi nurse or something.

But clearly she's still fucking spun, isn't she?

And honestly, don't you think this is so fucked up?

I see the party's moved out here.

What party, there's no party, Carla.

Sure there is.

There's wine, chocolate.

You know, I'm still deciphering that message from Lexy.

(Carla laughing)

What crawled up her ass and died.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Me?

There's nothing funny about any of this.

Oh, calm down, Deana,

I'm sure it's just Gemma

reliving her glory days as the prank queen,

just having a little fun.

There's nothing fun about any of this.

We should just go along with it.

I mean, gosh, I wonder what Gemma

has in store for dinner. (laughs)

Well, don't call me when you find out.

You're not staying?

None of you assholes have changed.

What, and you have?

So, tell me, have you got plans?

Have you plans for me too, Carla?

Are you and Gemma are working together?

Are you her sidekick now?

I'm nobody's fucking sidekick.

She wanted to be me.

Get that through your thick fucking skull, Deana.

Should never have come here in the first place.

(ominous music)

(keyboard clicking)

(door slamming)

(footsteps approaching)

Bitch.

(car door slams)

Bitch!

Fucking care about anyone fuckin' but yourself.

Fucking selfish cow!

Fucking can't.

(lighter striking)

(Deana squealing)

(heavy breathing)

(car engine turning)

(Deana groans)

(drums thrumming)

(door slams)

(ominous music escalating)

(ominous music startles)

(ominous music intensifying)

(metal thrashing)

(air gurgling)

(Deana gasps)

(Deana exhales)

(gravel dragging)

(water trickling)

(foreboding music)

(ominous foreboding music)

(footsteps approaching)

Did anyone see Gemma do this?

I'm pretty sure we were all in the other room.

How can someone so quiet be so fucking annoying?

No, no, Carla, wait.

What are you doing?

What?

I'm dying to hear more of Gemma's

exceptional Lexy impression.

That's not funny, Carla.

I'm not trying to be funny, Alex.

I just wanna get this over with.

Yeah, and who put you in charge?

I'm the only one willing to keep this party going.

I've done host work before.

So, everybody sit down in your assigned seats

and shut the fuck up.

Wait, something's not right.

Where's Deana's place?

Deana left, they didn't set her a place.

What do you mean Deana left.

She got in a car, and fucking drove off.

Do you want me to spell it out for you?

What, you actually saw her leave?

Fiona saw her too.

I saw her outside.

I didn't see her leave.

Whatever.

(box rustling)

(Carla sighs)

What's the news, dead girl?

My, my, my, you're all looking

so lovely and dapper in your evening wear.

I just wish you were as nice on the inside,

as you look on the outside.

I do want you to enjoy yourselves.

'Cause isn't that what you wanted me to do?

I know what you all fucking did.

You're going to fucking pay

for what you did to me.

Fucking pay.

No, no, no, this isn't happening.

What the fuck is going on?

What the hell did you guys do?

Fucking answer me.

We, we can't, Mark.

Please- - Enough of the bullshit.

All right, what did you all do?

I can't be here.

Mark!

Mark, I-

Just tell me what's going on, Star.

All right, I promise I'll understand.

It's Gemma,

it has to be. - Oh, bullshit it's Gemma.

You all look fucking guilty of something.

All right, if you can just talk to me,

we can have a conversation-

Lexy McKenna killed herself.

Lexy McKenna just killed herself.

No way, no, no, no.

There's more to this, way more, all right?

People don't act the way you do

because someone just killed themselves.

Act like what?

Fucking suspects being questioned.

I just- tell me the truth.

All right, I'll love you no matter what.

Just tell me.

No, I...

I can't.

(footsteps receding)

(footsteps approaching)

Drink this.

(glass slams)

(Mark sighs)

I can't listen to this shit anymore.

But there's more on there.

This doesn't make any sense.

Well, clearly someone isn't telling the truth.

(ceiling thuds)

Fuck was that?

(ominous music)

What's that supposed to mean, Alex?

Somebody's not telling the truth.

Yeah, what you fucking talking about?

You think Lexy didn't kill herself?

Lexy did this to herself.

It's not our fault.

Look, maybe we'll know more

if we listen to the rest of the tape.

(hand slams)

[Lexy] Excuse the abrasiveness friends.

I just wanna make sure I'm clear.

You all had a part to play

in what happened to me that night?

A murderer sits among you this Easter weekend,

and they will be exposed.

Murderer?

[Lexy] On that fateful night,

my drink was spiked.

That wasn't very nice.

I thought we were all friends.

(Lexy sighs)

You know, my mother always told me,

do unto others as they do unto you.

And I think you know what that means.

Oh my God.

[Lexy] Some of you might already be

on the floor right now.

I've spiked your drinks.

All but one.

Let's see who's awake for the fun.

Oh no, I don't feel...

I don't feel good.

(heavy breathing)

(ominous music intensifies)

(Fiona screams)

(body thuds)

(group gasps and screams)

[Fiona] Which one of you was it?

(head thuds)

Oh my God, no, no.

Make it stop.

(head thuds)

(Fiona screams and sobs)

No, no, no, no.

Oh my God, it wasn't me.

Please it wasn't me, I'm sorry.

(Fiona screams)

You spiked my drink that night, Fiona.

And what I have in store for you is far worse than that.

I'm sorry, please.

(Fiona screaming and running)

I love to chase.

(door knob jiggling)

(Fiona gasping)

(Fiona screeching)

(teeth biting)

(door thudding)

(door handle rattling)

(drum thrumming intensifies)

(door bangs)

(Fiona screeching)

(flesh ripping)

(knife slicing)

(crickets chirping)

Mark.

I need to find Mark.

No, wait.

(drums thrumming)

Mark?

(ominous music startles)

(Star groans)

(door clattering)

(Star crying)

Star?

Star?

(droning music)

Fucking Christ, Oh my God.

Star, Star!

Star, we need to, we to go right now.

Please, please.

Danny, help me!

(Danny retching)

God.

Fuck.

(heavy breathing)

We should never have come here.

It's all my fault.

Star, Star, no we need to fucking go.

Come on, put it down please.

Fuck.

(recorder whirring)

[Lexy] Fiona spiked me that night.

So, I did something that made her head roll.

You know, this can all end if the murderer comes forward.

If they don't, more people will die.

Lexy wasn't fucking murdered!

She killed herself!

Then why is she fucking saying that, Danny?

I don't fucking know!

She's doing it to fuck with us or something!

Fuck!

But what if she was murdered,

and one of us is the killer?

Can we just rule out any supernatural shit,

because I just cannot with that.

Why would we rule it out, Carla?

Look, Lexy clearly has unfinished business.

Okay, she wants her murderer to confess.

How many times do I have to say it?

Lexy jumped out of a window,

and she killed herself.

(Carla sighs)

But let's just say hypothetically,

she was murdered,

and she's come back from the dead.

I think she's just projecting all of this,

because she doesn't want it to be her fault.

'Cause something mentally wrong with that bitch.

You all saw her talking into her phone

all the time at school.

It was her diary.

Whatever.

She just doesn't wanna admit

that she let her emotions get the better of her.

But we did have a part to play in this.

All of us.

Yeah, we all listened to Carla.

It was tradition.

Fuck, tradition.

You didn't say that then.

I was stupid then.

Still stupid now.

Fuck you, Carla.

Calm the fuck down, calm the fuck down.

Fuck me.

When did everyone get so fucking sensitive.

Enough.

What actually happened that night?

(eerie music)

Lexy, right?

Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

We just wanted to say hi.

Okay, okay, hi.

You go to our school, right?

Yeah, why else would I be here?

(group laughing)

Um, I think I just got a message.

Yeah, I should get that.

Oh wait, we just wanted to tell you

that, you know, Danny's been talking about you.

- He has? - Mm hm.

Yeah, he said he wants to get to know you.

He does?

Yeah, he's upstairs in the main house.

Told us to tell you if you'd be interested.

He'd be, you know, waiting.

Okay, cool.

(group giggling)

Oh, you mean like now?

Yes.

How important is that message?

Okay, sure.

Awesome, we'll take you up to him.

Let's grab a drink first.

Be back.

[Deana] So what is your favorite thing about Danny?

I really like his eyes.

[Deana] He does have really cute eyes.

[Lexy] I like his hair.

[Deana] I also think you have really sexy eyes.

I feel like you guys can make a cute couple.

Well, thank you.

[Deana] Yeah.

Oh my God.

Danny won't stop talking about you, Lexy.

You drink?

Not really.

You drink this. It'll really help you relax.

Thank you so much.

You guys are, like,

so kind.

(group laughing)

Come on, come on.

Wouldn't wanna keep him waiting.

(group cheering and clapping)

Have fun.

Cheers.

(suspenseful music)

How do I look?

You look really good?

(ominous foreboding music)

[Lexy] Hi.

Come in.

You look shit, man.

Oh, I'm sorry.

No, don't be sorry.

Relax, here sit.

Come on sit, sit.

You want a massage.

Do you like massage?

All right then.

You have never (indistinct).

(Lexy fading)

(Lexy moaning)

(drums beating)

I forgot all about the camera.

It isn't important, if that's what you think.

Where is it?

I dunno, it's been five years.

Why did we do that?

Why the fuck did we record her?

It was revenge porn.

It was a revenge porn.

I recorded Lexy performing oral sex on Danny.

[Star] Jesus Christ.

You took advantage of her, you both did.

Oh, please.

You all knew what we were doing.

And Danny did it for the prank.

Besides I always knew Lexy had a thing for Danny,

and I thought it would be fantastic payback.

Payback for what?

I shared classes with Lexy,

and we were always assigned seats next to one another.

Do you want to know why?

Because we had the same fucking last name, McKenna.

And a rumor went around that we were related,

and we were fucking not.

And I was quickly losing my top spot

in the school social hierarchy

where I belonged.

(Carla scoffs)

Imagine being dragged down to the bottom

where all the losers wank each other off.

I couldn't let that happen.

[Star] God, what the fuck is wrong with you?

And, you, how could you let that happen?

It really is the only shortcoming,

isn't it, Danny?

(Carla sighs)

You tell Danny here to jump off a cliff.

He'd jump before you even finish the sentence.

[Star] What else is on that tape?

I didn't record anything else.

[Star] What else happened in that room, Carla.

Are you implying something, Star?

Why don't you just say it.

[Star] Say what?

I didn't fucking kill her!

You know, watching you two act like social justice warriors

it's fucking pathetic in hindsight.

At least I never lied to the bitch.

She knew exactly who I was from the start. (scoffs)

(feet stomping)

Come on, Danny, you are my ride?

[Danny] This is fucked.

Those fucking cunts.

I can't believe they've taken the side

of a fucking dead girl.

No, Carla, something's not adding up.

What's not adding up?

It's not add-

(Carla shrieking)

Look, the gate, ru- run!

Gate's locked!

Oh my God.

Run, Carla!

(Carla screaming)

Danny, hurry!

[Star] Come on, Danny, hurry!

[Alex] Hurry!

(ominous music intensifies)

Oh my God, Danny, your back.

(heavy breathing)

Where's Carla.

(drums thrumming)

(leaves rustling)

(Carla screams)

Tell us what actually happened that night, Danny?

Alex, what the are you talking about?

There's gotta be more, Danny.

Look at all of this shit.

What the fuck are you talking about?

I fucking told you!

I told you what happened!

She sucked my dick!

She recorded it, and now this is it!

What did Carla fucking do, Danny?

You're lying! - What about!

What the fuck are you talking about!

Fucking piece of shit, tell me what she did!

- Please, no! - Fucking lying!

For fuck's sake, just tell us, Danny!

Fine!

It was Carla, she lied, she made me fucking do it.

She did something, she didn't tell me.

(Danny hyperventilating)

(Indistinct chatter)

[Carla] Delicious.

Oh my God.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Carla,

what the fuck, man,

you said you were just gonna record it.

You knew?

Of course he fucking knew.

It doesn't pay to be a quirky little cunt, Lexy.

It'll land you in hot water.

Why are you doing this?

Just a little fun.

An Easter tradition we all like to participate in.

The majority willing, of course.

That's it. Just calm down, yeah.

Shut the fuck up, Danny.

You're involved in this too, man.

How do you fucking think I'm involved.

(Carla laughs)

I've got you both on this tape.

You said my face wasn't gonna be in it.

It would just be her.

Oops.

[Danny] No, no, you said it is just gonna be

for me, me and you.

Why hide some thing so tantalizing?

You said it yourself, Danny.

Lexy has a gift.

You applied to Princeton, and Yale.

Is that right, Lexy?

I don't think you need to go to school

to be a porn star.

What do you think deans would say

if they saw you with a cock halfway down the throat?

Would they like that.

Fuck. (laughs)

Maybe, there's a lot of sick perverts out there. (laughs)

You fucking bitch.

You fucking shit starter.

(Carla laughing)

[Lexy] Stop laughing

That's right, and you're not.

You're boring, and I'm not.

You're a loser, Lexy.

And this is my world,

and you are not meant to be here,

(Lexy groans)

(ominous foreboding music)

You'll need to think about your new career?

I hear the strip club in town's hiring fresh meat. (laughs)

Let's go, darling.

(Lexy moaning and crying)

Then what, Danny, what happened after that?

I don't know.

I'm telling you, I don't know, I begged her.

I begged her not to post it.

I fucking begged her, and she did it anyway.

And then we heard this noise in the fucking bedroom.

And there she was, Lexy was dead.

She fucking jumped.

(blood curling screaming)

[Star] Carla's still alive.

I fucking hate her, but I can't, I can't let her die.

Gotta get something.

I need to help her.

What? No!

I'll be back, okay, I'm not done with him.

(footsteps receding)

(ominous music continues)

(door handle clinks)

(gravel crunching)

Carla?

Star.

[Star] Oh my God, Danny, I'm sorry.

(heavy breathing)

Shh.

You hear that?

There's someone in the house.

Help me up.

(Star grunts)

(blood curdling screaming and crying)

(Danny heavily breathing)

Wait, wait, on three.

What?

On three.

There could be someone in there,

and it's a lure,

and we need to surprise them.

Okay.

Okay, okay.

Three, two, one.

(footsteps clattering)

(Danny panting)

Danny!

I'm fine.

- Your back's covered in- - I'm fine!

Okay, I'll go get some stuff to treat it with.

Just give me a second, okay.

(ominous music continues)

Help! Help me!

Help me!

(Carla gasping)

[Alex] Carla?

Alex!

Carla, Carla, it's me.

Oh my God!

(indistinct)

What.

Shit, shit, shit.

Hurry!

I know, I'm going as fast as I can,

just wait a bit.

(tires screeching)

(Carla and Alex screaming)

(drums thrumming)

I got some stuff.

What the hell is this video?

Why isn't there a picture?

Take your shirt off.

(Lexy crying)

(ominous music intensifying)

Please no.

Please leave me alone.

No!

(heavy breathing)

[Danny] Oh shit.

Why'd she you me do it?

Why?

I did what you said, Danny.

[Danny] What the fuck are you talking about?

Where's Lexy?

Oh no.

Oh my fucking God.

She did it.

What have you done?

She did it to herself? She fell, she-

Danny.

It's edible.

(ominous music continues)

(door creaking)

(door slams)

Yes, he's gone.

(Alex and Carla panting)

[Danny] Carla.

Oh my God, Danny.

Are you okay?

Fuck.

[Alex] Star, Star, wake up.

We gotta go.

Are you hurt?

[Alex] Star.

No.

[Alex] Wake up, please!

It's time.

What?

No!

(Carla choking)

Carla!

Guys, it's Danny!

(Alex screams)

(Carla gasping)

You're not going anywhere.

(knife ripping)

(Carla gasping)

(Alex gasping)

(knife ripping)

(Danny panting)

(ominous foreboding music)

(water trickling)

(Carla whimpering)

[Carla] Star?

Fuck,

Carla.

[Danny] Well, well, well.

Look who's awake.

Would you like a drink?

I promise I didn't spike this one.

(Danny menacingly laughing)

Whoa.

What a feeling.

What a fucking feeling.

Don't look at me like that.

Don't you fucking look at me like that.

You know I had to do it.

Or one of you would've said something,

and ruined my fuckin' life.

No.

Yes you would.

Do you ladies ever get these thoughts?

You know, the intrusive kind,

that niggle at you,

eat at you on the inside,

telling you and worrying you

that people are gonna find out the fucking truth.

But it won't be the truth, will it?

No, no, no, no.

It'll be a lie to help protect everyone involved.

That night, that fuckin' night.

But after tonight, I feel those thoughts dying inside me.

But, but you didn't kill her, Danny.

Oh, I know Star.

I fuckin' know.

But I was dying.

I was dying inside every fucking day of my life.

'Cause of something Carla done.

I didn't kill her.

Yes you did.

She fucking saw you.

Me and Star, we had a little movie date.

Didn't we darlin'?

Yeah?

So enough with the fuckin' lies, Carla.

But why not just show the video to the police

of Carla pushing her out.

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, you heard her.

Why bunny? Why, why, why, why?

_ I was scared.

Bull shit.

You recorded it,

and made it look like I put you up to it.

You did.

Yes, you did.

Any one of you could have squealed.

Any one of you.

The question was, who? Hm?

'Cause you're all the fuckin' same, aren't you?

You all had anxiety, depression,

and you needed to go to fuckin' therapy,

and drive me fucking insane!

Who, who,

who was gonna break first?

I knew one thing though, yeah.

I know one thing, right?

Once one comes forward, the rest will follow.

And I knew that you had your tapes,

and I know you had the tape,

of you pushing Lexy out the window.

Yes.

Yes, you fucking did!

It's on a cloud or somewhere.

It don't just fucking disappear does it?

No!

I knew that you had it,

and I knew once the police found it,

then they come looking for me.

And no doubt they'd side with you.

You know what, Carla,

I ain't going down with likes of you.

No, no, I ain't fucking going down with the likes of you.

You're sick, Danny.

You need help.

I need help out this sick lie.

You know, because I ain't the Charles Manson type.

No, no, no.

I do my own fuckin' killings.

I ain't going to prison.

I'm gonna make it look like you two snapped.

Off your meds.

You saw old friends,

and your guilty conscience just ate you up inside.

And then what?

The massacre ensued.

You're fucking insane.

I'm insane?

Why not just kill us?

Why all this sick game?

(ominous music intensifies)

Well, you wouldn't believe him.

Did you miss me?

Mark?

The fuck?

Not lyin'.

It's been four years now?

What?

We had to do it, Star.

Why?

I did it all for him, Star.

When Danny had a breakdown,

six months into our relationship,

I was shown all this trauma

festering inside of him.

His head was full demons.

I saw someone who I dearly loved

being punished for something he didn't do.

Danny is a sweet sensitive man

that you used and manipulated.

I oughta slit your throat right now.

We've got some fun things planned for you two,

Danny knew that Gemma was gonna have a reunion.

So, we planned.

Before it was even announced.

Three years in the making.

When I have these thoughts,

thinking they would become true.

This had to happen.

I would like to apologize, Star.

You truly were a terrific girlfriend, but

can I ask you something?

How was my acting?

Was it good, right?

I mean acting three years?

Not too bad.

Fuck you.

I'll take that as a yes.

Nothing personal, Star.

You always had a heart of gold.

And that's why you were public enemy number one.

You remember what you did?

I don't know why I said that, Danny.

I was just so scared.

I don't know.

(Carla sobbing)

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

That's (indistinct).

Right, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay,

We're gonna, we're gonna pretend

we're gonna pretend, right, she jumped, yeah?

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

I think I was on stairs.

No, fuck them, okay?

We're gonna, we're gonna,

we're gonna make it look like that we just come in.

Okay, no, listen to me.

Okay, okay.

All right, ready?

Lexy, oh my God!

(Carla screaming and sobbing)

[Alex] What, what happened, what happened,

what happened?

[Deana] What's that screaming?

She, she's so sensitive. She-

(group screaming)

[Deana] There's no way she did that!

You saw everybody, she fucking jumped.

No why do this?

(Indistinct) whoever was in that room done this.

Oh my god!

Wait, are we gonna go to jail?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No one's going to jail, right?

She did this, she did this.

Not us.

Yeah, but it was our fault.

We fucking caused it.

We have to call the police.

We have to tell them what we were doing.

[Carla] Tell them what,

we were just having a bit of fun.

Tell them that we drove a girl to suicide.

Oh are you listening to yourself, Star?

We can't, we can't, no.

Right.

No. No.

Okay, okay, okay, we do.

We do, we, we call the police and we tell them, right,

she jumped.

But she did fucking jump, Danny.

(mournful foreboding music)

You couldn't be trusted.

That's when Mark came up with the idea

to go out with you, Star.

It was, I won't lie, exhausting.

But when the day came,

and we got that letter from Gemma.

It was all worth it.

You sick fucks.

You've watched too many horror films.

Are you ready for another shocking twist.

Horror movies had nothing to do with it.

Real life events.

That's where the real horror is.

See, Mark got me into these true crime podcasts.

Yeah, what was our favorite one?

The Easter Killing.

Bloody Tales.

There was a gory massacre of betrayal, lies,

twists, and fuck, it was just so good.

Carla's bunny suit was the perfect homage to it.

You see, I've always wanted this.

Always been a dream of mine

to be in a gruesome story.

Seeing real blood, real fear.

It's like dreams can come true.

You're a fucking idiot, Danny.

What did you fuckin' say?

You heard me.

You're still so easily led.

You do anything anyone says.

Can't you see it?

Shut up.

You've got this asshole telling you what to do.

Telling you what a great idea this is.

(drums thrumming)

Shut the fuck up.

You shut the fuck up right now!

Hey.

Right now, right now!

Hey.

Bitch!

It's all right.

She just dead you.

Is it the truth?

What?

What she said?

You wouldn't use me would you?

(Carla groans)

Hey, hey, no, we need her alive.

You watch- - Don't you fucking move.

(footsteps clattering)

Oh, fuck!

(ominous music intensifies)

No, no, no, no.

No, no.

(body thuds)

(door slams)

Okay, change of plans.

God, Danny!

Danny, Danny.

Danny, Danny, what the fuck happened?

That fuckin' bitch.

Shit, what the fuck happened.

She fucking got me when I wasn't looking?

Jesus Christ.

[Star] Looks like it's the boys turn to play.

The police on their way.

Assholes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa.

We've got to fuckin' kill her.

Yeah.

Okay.

(footsteps clattering)

(crickets chirping)

(ominous music intensifies)

(flesh ripping)

(ominous music continues)

(flesh ripping)

(mournful foreboding music)

(hammer pounding)

(flesh ripping)

(blood squirting)

(door creaking)

(Star screams)

(door slams)

(Star struggling)

(Mark groans)

[Mark] You're fucking ruining it.

(knife slicing)

Happy Easter, asshole.

(body thuds)

(heavily breathing)

Thanks for saving my life.

Any time.

(police sirens)

I won't tell them what we did.

I got this far.

Mark and Danny did all this.

They killed, and we suffered.

Mm.

(drums thrumming)

(ominous foreboding music)