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[suspenseful music playing]

[Scylla] Put her inside.

[quivering]

[exhales]

[television static]

[Jenna] Do you ever wake up from a nightmare

and feel like you're still in it?

[Holly] I was texting all weekend.

Where the hell were you?

[Jenna] I don't know. Something happened.

There's this whole chunk of time that's missing.

[Rayburn] Do you know this place?

[Jenna] Yeah, I know that place.

But I don't know how.

You want answers, talk to Devin and Marcus.

Those assholes know what's really going on.

[Ethan] What's inside the room?

[Jenna] Something they don't want me to remember.

Chris was at the motel party.

Some of you were there too. You saw what happened.

You know what they did!

[gasps]

[shaky breathing]

-[static blasts] -[gasping]

[gasp]

[toilet flushes]

[ECG monitor beeping]

[foreboding music playing]

[beeping continues]

If this hurts,

I'm sorry.

But we're out of options.

It's up to you now.

Wait! What is this? What am I doing here?

Rayburn!

[grunts]

[indistinct chattering]

[ECG monitor beeping]

This is your Hail Mary?

Turning my ICU into a crackhead motel?

It's only for one night.

For the record, this approach didn't work last time.

Nothing worked last time.

[beeping continues]

[people whooping]

[♪ "Get Dangerous!" by Frank Bentley playing over speakers]

[indistinct chatter]

Tell me right now, what the hell is going on?

You should know.

You're the reason I'm here.

[theme music playing]

[singer] ♪ Your time has come ♪

♪ Can't tell Hell from the sun ♪

♪ When it's all said and done ♪

♪ Who will you become? ♪

You kids get the cheapest shit.

Might as well be drinking piss.

Sit up.

They're too stupid to know we're here.

[Jenna] There's a party tonight. Silver Lake Motel.

They'll all be there. Meet me outside at 9:00.

Now, do you remember?

You're here to take them down.

I thought that's what you wanted.

You can still back out.

[tense music playing]

Give it to me.

Say something.

Plea deals are shit.

Your old man don't think so.

He doesn't understand me.

He never has.

Just play it smart.

Keep your head down. Let them come to you.

They will.

And I just got out of rehab.

They're vultures.

Besides, I actually left my narc t-shirt at home.

Quit dicking around.

They catch you, they're gonna hurt you.

I'm not gonna be able to help you.

Remember, I'm not here.

This is all on you.

Yeah, it is.

And it's about making sure no one else becomes me.

Oh, you're a goddamn saint now?

That is the last thing that I am.

[Nikki] Forced what?

Forced memory. It's a theory of mine.

The concept being to immerse the patient

in the setting of their trauma.

[Ellen] We've also given her a round of stimulants.

They'll help increase consciousness.

You think something happened at this motel?

She's drawn an overwhelming number of images from there.

Specifically,

this room,

108.

You're telling me everything you put in her room is from...

Yes.

You've been there?

-It's a hunch. -A hunch you should have shared.

Maybe we should speak to her father.

[Nikki] Stuart's buried in pre-trial prep.

He asked me to take over for a few days.

Nikki,

we're all on the same side here.

You gotta trust us.

Trust is for children and fools.

Just give us tonight.

Eight hours.

Let Jenna work through this.

She drew this room for a reason.

[ominous music playing]

These drawings mean something.

It means she's disturbed.

Just like her mother.

I really hope you're not pinning her recovery on this nonsense.

[hip hop playing on speakers in the background]

[gasps] Get off!

Welcome back, bitch.

Jesus Christ. Devin, I almost hit you.

Last thing you need is more assault charges.

[chuckles] You look so hot.

These fancy-ass rehabs are no joke.

[chuckles]

What's it been?

Hella' forever.

I didn't think you'd show.

No one passes up an invite from you.

Right?

But you just got out.

So don't go blaming me if you relapse.

What are you now, Devin? My sponsor?

So it's like that. Okay.

Everyone's here?

Hell yeah.

Tonight's gonna be fire.

Come dance with me.

[♪ "Uno" by Daddy Harlow playing]

[chuckles]

Here's to the most badass bitches on the block,

through thick and thin and motherfucking sin.

Gotta piss. Stay put.

[Chris] Jenna.

-Geez. -What the hell?

I told you not to come here.

-Yeah, who's talking, huh? -That's fair.

Okay, can we just have a good night tonight, please?

-Okay? -Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.

Look, look, I don't wanna be paranoid,

but Devin and Marcus,

they're acting weird tonight.

What are you talking about?

Are you high right now?

No.

Look, let's--

Jenna, what is that?

What are you doing? Don't do it.

Stop.

Stay away from me, okay?

What if the cops show up, Jenna?

If the cops show up,

maybe we'll know who to blame, dickhead.

Stop hitting on my ex.

I'm just looking out for her.

Okay, all right, chill, chill, both of you, chill.

I can take care of myself.

Can I talk to you for a sec?

[intense music playing]

[ECG monitor beeping]

So how do I thank you?

I almost missed it.

Scylla.

The cop. Hmm?

How do you know him?

Oh, come on, sharing goes both ways.

[chuckles]

Last time I checked,

you were on the medical side of things.

All of it's connected.

The more information I have, the more--

The more you can interfere?

He was first on the scene the night of the accident.

Why was he there, hmm?

Were you having her followed?

[Nikki] Stuart told me what you did with her friend, Ethan.

That was impressive.

But do us a favor.

Stay in your lane, John.

So who were they trying to get to, hmm?

Marcus? Chris? That girl, Devin?

Really love what you've done with the place.

So retro.

[dramatic music playing]

[♪ "Inside This Love" by I AM FOWLER playing]

So, how was it?

Rehab?

Lots of messed up people.

I fit right in.

So you and Devin, when did that start?

Hey, I don't blame you.

-Once I went away, I figured-- -It wasn't like that.

Hey, are you, um, carrying right now?

I could use a little something.

That's not why I wanted to talk.

-Obviously, I'm good for it. -What are you doing?

I never made you pay half the time anyway.

Seriously, I'm, uh...

Drunk?

What I mean is...

I still need you.

Um, okay, whatever, Marcus.

The only thing I need right now is a score.

No. Jenna...

I'm still in love with you.

You what?

While you were gone, the last few months,

I realized that, yeah, she's not the one for me.

-You are. -Give me a break.

Legit.

I can't stop thinking about you.

Even when I'm fucking her.

First off, gross.

Second, how wasted are you?

Are you for real?

I just told you I love you.

And I appreciate that, but it wasn't gonna work out.

Ever.

But hey, you know, we can, um--

we can, you know, still be, like, uh, friends

and help each other out when in need.

Friends? You wanna be friends?

[clattering]

Cool.

That's cool.

[♪ "Bitch Mode" by BAER playing on speakers]

I'm coming out.

[Jenna] I'm sorry, I can't do this.

Come pick me up. I'm around back.

Okay.

Just breathe. Just breathe.

[foreboding music playing]

[screams]

[gasps]

[suspenseful music playing]

What the hell is going on?

-I just thought-- -That's it. You're done.

What? No.

No, no, I'm fine. I'm fine. It's just, um--I just panicked.

Did you or did you not just ask me to pull you out?

I had a moment.

A moment?

-Christ, forget it. -No, I can do this.

I need to do this.

I don't give a shit what you need.

Get your head in the game or you're going home.

This is my goddamn life.

Okay, give me one hour.

Thirty minutes and I'm gone.

Tickety-tock, Frost.

Hey. Hey. Have you guys seen Chris?

Chris? He was just here.

[indistinct chatter]

Chris. Hey!

Chris, wake up. Huh?

Jenna.

Hey.

-You're wasted. -[mumbling]

No, don't do this. Okay?

Hey?

How are we gonna get you home?

Hey, you can... [hiccups] You can drive me.

No, I can't leave yet.

[groaning]

Look like someone's having a good time.

Okay. I don't understand.

He was sober 10 minutes ago, Devin.

Once an addict, always an addict.

-I'm sorry, I didn't-- -Yeah, you think this is funny?

Fun. Funny.

It's a fucking party. Loosen up.

What did you give him?

-I don't remember. -Jesus, Devin.

What? An addict should know his limits.

Isn't that right, big boy?

[chuckles] Limits.

[giggles] Why don't you tell your crush

that I didn't do shit.

[Chris] She didn't-- she didn't do shit.

Would you look at that?

All you gotta do is ask the man himself.

-[Chris groaning] -[chuckles]

Are you okay?

Marcus said you kind of flipped out on him.

I what?

Were you looking to score?

Yeah, why? Are you carrying?

I mean, yeah. Yes, I am.

I've just been really stressed out.

We both know how to fix that.

[chuckles] Being clean sucks.

I thought I was stronger.

No.

We all do.

Until you remember how good it feels.

That warm, slow descent right to the bottom. [chuckle]

You know, it never goes away.

Every time I look in the mirror, she's there.

A junkie wanting more.

I know, babe.

You were always there for us and we are here for you.

[chuckles]

We missed you.

Oh, shit.

[Devin] Asshole!

[gasps]

[grunts]

Badass bitches, am I right?

Go clean up. I got this.

[upbeat music playing]

I'm in.

She's gonna sell to me.

You better be getting this shit.

[lights flickering]

[screams]

[panting]

[ominous music playing]

Tickety-tock.

[♪ "Late to the Party" by Byron Rhodes and Fvmeless playing]

[man] Twenty, right?

Thanks.

Any chance you can help me out?

Dude, it's after 11:00.

Shouldn't you be back at the nursing home?

It's Devin, right?

You need a visitor badge.

-For the parking lot? -Hmm, still school property.

Won't take a second.

Just a couple of quick questions if you don't mind.

I do actually.

Were you at the party...

with Jenna,

Chris, Marcus?

What are you? The yearbook staff?

Are they hiring?

Come on, help a guy out.

If I'm not back by midnight, I miss the pudding.

I'm just trying to find out what happened to Jenna at the motel.

Nothing happened to her.

So she was there?

Good party?

Aren't they all?

Better read me my rights.

Do I look like a cop?

You look like a dumbass.

You want answers?

Go talk to her druggy friend, Chris.

Oh, wait.

R.I.P. Chris.

R.I.P indeed.

Seems to be happening a lot lately.

You should be careful.

[engine starts]

Tell Jenna we miss her.

[tense music playing]

[Chris coughs]

[retching]

Hey, back off. Give him space.

Hey Chris, Chris. Hey, are you okay?

Huh? Huh?

I screwed up.

-No, you're good. You're good. -I screwed up.

We just have to get you out of here.

[Chris] I'm sorry. [groans]

[Jenna] Hey, wait. Take him.

Come on. Yeah.

No, you're good.

[Chris groaning]

[Jenna] Okay.

Here. Drop him wherever he wants.

Hey. Just tell me you're okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Jenna.

[driver] Hey, hurry up. Close the door.

[engine starts]

[tense music playing]

[Scylla] Lucky for you I'm working night shift

-this week. -Aren't we all?

Your message was curiously light on detail.

I just have a couple of follow-up questions

about Jenna.

Oh, this is a, uh, every time type of thing.

It's always an every time type of thing.

This girl's really up your ass, isn't she?

She's one of my patients.

Stop testing mine and get to it.

Jenna's parole. Was there a deal in place

if she flipped on her friends?

You're a doctor, right?

Yeah, something like that.

[Scylla] Because you sure sound like a lawyer

and the last I checked, her father had that covered.

Actually, it was his girlfriend, Nikki.

-She may have hinted. -[chuckles]

You know she used to be a cop, right?

Is that right?

Hate to see what kind of bribe she'd require.

You trying to end this before it starts, asshole?

Sorry. You're right.

And my funds are running low.

You know what's worse than a cop?

An ex-cop.

-What'd she say? -She didn't, actually.

Thought maybe you could fill in the gaps.

Rich little junkies.

Sure.

The D.A. offers them pleas all the time.

-They usually go nowhere. -Were you following her,

-night of the accident? -Who? The Frost girl?

Nikki likes to play head games.

She's blowing smoke up your ass.

Hell, I'd bang her for a quarter just enough to get my dick wet.

Listen, hypothetically,

if that girl was a confidential informant

for anyone, anywhere...

it's called that for a reason.

Confidential.

Anything else?

Can I get that back?

What? This? Sure thing.

All I need now is a stamp.

You know, I can't figure you out, Rayburn.

Especially after what happened to your family.

What? You think you're immune to background screens?

Take my advice. Let these dogs lie.

You don't wanna get bit again.

[engine starts]

-[Scylla] Night. -[distant siren wailing]

[hip hop playing over the speakers]

I'm sorry about Chris, about tonight.

I was just high as shit.

Makes one of us at least.

You really wanna go down that road?

Not if it turns me into an asshole.

[indistinct chatter]

Ignore him. He's being a dick.

He scares me.

Jenna Frost scared? I'm sorry.

-Did Hell freeze over? -I'm serious.

Something's not right with him.

Don't be paranoid. He's chill.

[indistinct chatter]

Stupid boys. They like to act all scary,

but truth is...

we're the scary ones.

Why don't we cool off?

Um, I didn't bring a suit.

[laughs] Fuck that noise.

Unless--are you free-lipping, Jenna Frost?

-[laughs] -You're gross. [laughs]

You know, I used to blame you...

in rehab.

I thought it was all your fault what happened to me.

But it wasn't.

Truth is,

I needed to stop caring and you had what I needed.

Come on, babe. Swim with me.

Then maybe after we can get you more of what you need.

What do you say?

Uh, you know, I'd like less of an audience.

Who gives a shit?

Last thing I need is pics getting back

to my parole officer.

I'll be right back.

You've gotta be kidding me.

Scylla, you piece of shit.

Yo, babe! Where did you go?

I was just trying to find a spot to pee.

-Are you sure you aren't high? -[chuckles]

Marcus and I got a private room.

You can pee in there.

[tense music playing]

[♪ "Move Silent by Iseeblue playing]

Come on. It'd be fun.

Uh, yeah, maybe for him.

All Marcus ever talks about is you.

Jenna this, Jenna that.

How great would it be if we just jumped him?

Have you ever hooked up on Molly?

Game changer.

Yeah, it sounds, um, tempting.

[chuckles softly] Hell, everything bad is tempting.

Just hold that thought. I'm gonna--just gonna pee.

[door slams]

[ominous music playing]

[Devin] He still wants you, you know.

That's not my problem.

He's always telling me,

"She's the best ever. Smokin' hot."

I'm like, "What am I, asshole? Some cum dumpster?"

Dev, um, can I just have, um, a second to pee in peace?

You better not be taking a shit in there.

-Hello? Did you fall in? -Devin, go away.

[Devin] He didn't even touch me in weeks.

Like zero D-zone.

It's like he knew you were getting out.

Well, like you said, he's an asshole.

[Devin] It's his dumb idea inviting Chris here

because, you know, if Chris was here,

you'd come too.

Keep him out of trouble.

So much for that plan.

-[pounds on door] -[Devin] Jeez, Jenna.

I'm gonna break down the door if you don't hurry up.

You're still dressed.

What do you want?

Happiness. [chuckles] And a little bump.

You know, for what it's worth...

...we never had sex. I've never, okay?

I know. [chuckles]

Besides, his dick would put a hole through your back.

He really said that we had sex?

Not just sex, like great sex.

People lie all the time.

It's like the truth becomes part of some alternate reality.

It means nothing anymore.

You ever feel like that?

Like nothing even matters?

Every day.

Come on. Are we swimming or what?

Hell yeah.

Lightning round. Question one. Here we go.

You have to do it with one of them.

Who do you choose?

-Devin. -It's hypothetical.

I'm not doing this.

Oh, please. I've seen the stuff you draw.

Monsters and shit, having crazy demon sex.

Admit it.

You're a freak, Frost.

That's my work. Not me.

Everything inside us comes from a need.

Sex, drugs, whatever.

What do you need?

I need you to get away.

[laughing]

No, Devin don't.

[Devin laughs]

What do you think of her? [laughs]

[eerie music playing]

[water splashes]

Devin!

[suspenseful music playing]

[screams]

[muffled screaming]

[suspenseful music playing]

[beeps]

[Devin echoes] Hey.

I got you. It's okay.

The hell did you take?

Nothing.

Bitch, I've seen some bad trips before.

That took the cake.

-I'll have Marcus take you home. -Hard pass.

[door opens, then closes]

No worries. Uh, I'll just catch a ride.

[Devin] Bullshit. We invited you.

-We're responsible. -No, it's fine.

[door opens]

[suspenseful music playing]

Um... this is all my fault.

I shouldn't have come here tonight.

[chuckles softly] Probably not.

[suspenseful music playing]

Forget something?

-[screams] -[grunts]

[Devin] He bailed on you, didn't he?

That cop?

Such a tragedy, isn't it?

When the people you trust betray you.

Like Chris. He told us, you know.

Sold you out for half a gram of A-Bomb.

[intense music playing]

You dumbass bitch.

Did you actually think you could play us?

[moans]

[Marcus] I hope you packed for your trip.

[moaning]

Are we good?

Almost.

[suspenseful music playing]

Now, we're good. Do it.

[groans]

Once everyone sees this, it's game over.

[Marcus] I can't believe I wasted eight months on you.

Okay. Come on, before somebody sees.

Eight goddamn months.

Marcus. What the hell?

Shut up, Devin.

Get out.

[suspenseful music playing]

Screw you, Marcus.

[machine beeping]

[Jenna sobbing]

I'm here, kid.

I'm right here.

You talk to me.

Who's there?

[machine beeping]

[trembling]

Tell me who did this.

Who hurt you, Jenna?

[machine beeping]

[dramatic music playing]

That's good.

This one?

Good. Keep going.

You can do this.

[dramatic music playing]

Marcus.

Marcus? Devin?

You sure?

[trembling]

[machine beeping]

I'm proud of you.

I'm not going anywhere.

[dramatic music playing]

[siren wailing in distance]

[dog barking in distance]

[keys jingling]

[door creaks]

[orchestral music playing]

Late night snack?

Appetizer.

What's, uh...

what's for dessert?

If I had time...

-you. -[giggles]

How old are you?

Old enough.

[dramatic music playing]

I'm expecting someone.

I'm not.

It's gotta be quick.

I'm, uh...

I'm all about quick.

[orchestral music playing]

Do you have a girlfriend?

-Hell no. -[giggles]

You, uh...

-like surprises? -Yeah.

How do I taste?

-What is that? -You like it?

[coughs] What the hell is that?

[coughs] Who are you?

-[coughing continues] -Tell me, Marcus.

How's that match up to your product?

[coughs]

What was that shit?

A little fentanyl.

Special mix just for you.

Well, I also gave some to that piece of shit Chris.

[groans]

[retches]

I know you drugged her,

raped her,

got her pregnant.

Hell's close, I promise.

[orchestral music playing]

[Marcus] Wait, just--hey.

[door slams]

[orchestral music playing]

[Devin] Hey, don't be pissed.

Their drink machine was broken.

[gasps]

[screams]

[siren wailing]

[cop] Keep your hands up. Turn around slowly.

[Devin] I didn't do anything.

[sobs]

[orchestral music playing]

[screams]

[orchestral music playing]

Kids these days.

[singer] ♪ I am a hunter ♪

♪ I'm coming for you ♪

♪ Uh-uh ♪

♪ Uh-uh ♪

♪ I've marked your scent ♪

♪ So you better run ♪

♪ Run ♪

♪ Uh-uh ♪

♪ Uh-uh ♪

♪ The smell of your blood ♪

♪ The taste of your soul ♪

♪ A hunger within ♪

♪ Makes me lose all control ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Makes me lose all control ♪

♪ Destined to hunt ♪

♪ I've only begun ♪

♪ I'm coming to find you ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Ah ♪

♪ Makes me lose control ♪

♪ Makes me lose control ♪

♪ Makes me lose control ♪