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What are you reading, babe?

- What are you reading? - Sorry, what did you say?

What are you reading?

Oh, I have a final exam on Monday.

Abnormal psychology is really kicking my ass.

Yeah, but with an ass like yours, who needs psychology?

Yeah, I need to study up so I can protect myself from weirdos like you.

Yeah, that's right.

Amanda, hey, everything okay?

What?

Okay, just make sure she's safe this weekend, all right?

Okay, gotta go.

Can't find Cliff.

Why do you need him?

Okay, but that's it. No more studying.

We're done. We're gonna have a nice romantic getaway, as promised.

So what are we waiting for?

- I'm sure he's on his way. - Yeah, well, he better get here soon.

We've gotta resolve this before the stupid fucking retreat

because apparently we're not allowed to work over the next few days.

Guys, can you get on the bus?

We're already behind schedule.

Yeah.

Thank you. Let's go.

Yay!

I am so excited for this retreat.

Right, Omar?

We do this every year and it always sucks.

Oh, my God. Stop being such a Debbie Downer.

Okay, now that Arthur's gone, we don't have to play

any of those weird games he liked anymore.

And I think it's going to be amazing.

Deborah, how are you faring today?

It's like a retreat into hell.

We have to feign interest in our colleagues.

Oh, I think you're all very interesting.

That right there.

That's the spirit. Now, everyone, when you get off of this bus,

I expect you all to smile and try to enjoy yourselves.

Please?

Okay. I'll take that as a yes.

Oh. I have some friends.

What do you mean "friends?"

You'll see.

Where the fuck were you?

I was busy.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Um, hi.

I'm Ginger.

That's really professional, Cliff.

You're supposed to be my legal counsel, not my fucking liability.

Where's my fucking bag?

- Done? - Yeah.

Here you are.

Please grab a pair of shoes.

And I will take your phone when you're ready.

We will get to that later, but we are thrilled to have you.

Is this really necessary?

Um, yes. You will find that it will be

a lovely experience.

- Thank you so much. - Thank you.

Excuse me. May I have your phone please?

My pleasure.

Love the color.

I wasn't really supposed to be here.

Is this necessary for me?

Yes, please join us.

- You're more than welcome. - Thank you.

Seriously? You expect me to put this on?

Oh, it is important for team building.

I'll look like a camp counselor.

- Please don't forget your shoes. - I'll take that.

Oh just...

It's necessary to disconnect.

I have a kid at home. It's... it's not happening.

Well, yes, of course.

-Here you are. -It would really help to...

-Size nine, right? -Absolutely.

Have a great time.

Thank you so much.

Hello?

- This better be good. - It's going to be amazing.

You won't regret it.

I promise.

I have a couple other ideas about how I can make it up to you.

Are you going to make it up to me?

One thousand percent.

Wait. Why'd you bring your gun?

We left the city. This is the wild west.

I want protection.

What? You think you're macho?

I think I'm an American.

And I can carry whatever the fuck I want.

- Isn't it loaded? - Of course.

God, I wish you would leave that in the car.

No. Uh...

I can't kiss you while you have a loaded gun in your waistband.

What are you talking about? There's an element of danger.

It's fucking sexy. Look at this thing.

Yeah, until you shoot your dick off.

But maybe you deserve that.

Stop it.

Give me that.

Oh, I'm... I'm sorry.

Um, I'm sorry.

I didn't realize I was interrupting.

No, you're not. It's really, um...

It's really hot outside.

It's just, yeah, we've been sweating a lot.

Yeah.

Right.

- Um, Ginger. - Yeah?

We would love for you to join us in the activities this weekend.

No, thanks.

We insist.

Let's talk about it.

We're gonna go to our room.

Okay.

Please think about it.

I'll let you know. Thank you.

We're gonna go cool off some more.

You brought me on a corporate retreat?

It's okay, baby. Just relax.

How can I fucking relax, Cliff?

Hey, look at this. Look at this. Come here.

Look at how beautiful you are.

You told me we're going on a romantic getaway.

And you know what?

Now that I think about it,

it maybe should have been a little bit more clear.

Yeah, a lot more clear.

Well, I don't really know what the big deal is.

It's fun. You can join in on the fun.

Hmm. Yeah, no, I'm good with my books.

Enjoy your corporate bonding love fest.

Okay.

Baby, come here.

We're gonna have a great time.

Cliff?

I'm gonna try my best to enjoy myself,

but I really don't know if it's gonna work out between us

if you're not 100% honest with me.

I'm gonna make it up to you.

I promise.

So, how long have you been dating Cliff?

A few months now.

Hmm.

I know it's weird that I'm here.

It wasn't my idea.

Just, um, Cliff didn't tell me this was a corporate retreat.

Cliff can be kind of a loose cannon.

Yeah, I'm finding that out now.

What do you do?

I'm in college,

but I'm hoping to go to grad school for psychology.

Yeah, I don't know anything about this business stuff.

I'm more of an academic.

I hear you.

I've got three degrees.

-What, three degrees? -Yeah.

I've got a master's in business, a B.A. in botany, and a Ph.D. in chemistry.

That's so cool.

You must be like a genius.

I just couldn't make up my mind.

It's kind of a men's club in the company,

so it's nice having some more feminine energy.

I'm glad you're here.

You think you can do whatever you want.

Fuck you. She's my girl.

Yeah, well, you need to inform me of these things, okay?

What are you, like, trying to make me look like an asshole?

You guys are fighting over the stupidest shit.

See, I'm the one running the company, okay?

You work for me.

Hey, relax, all right?

Let's go meet them outside.

Fuck my life.

Carl's phone.

- Thank you. - I just really wanted to have the full experience.

He will.

Mm. Isn't it peaceful here?

Yeah, no one in sight.

A psycho could kill us and no one would even know about it.

Okay, and let me guess. I'm the murderer!

Maybe in another life. It's also hot as fuck out here.

We could die of dehydration.

I actually think it's pretty.

You picked a great spot.

Who are you again?

Hey.

- What? - Watch it.

All right, everyone. Let's get started.

What about Deborah?

She wasn't feeling very well.

She's lying down, and I think we should continue.

Today we will make our way through a series of experiences

to connect with and open up each of the seven gateways.

And what are the seven gateways, Lola?

So glad you asked, Amber.

We start with the ground at the base of the spine.

This energy gateway connects us to the earth

and represents a new beginning.

This is our first gateway.

We will then go on to six other gateways

that move us from the physical realm to the

spiritual.

They travel upwards along the spine.

Any questions?

So are these like the seven chakras?

We call them gateways.

It's a bigger concept.

We'll be talking about it all today and all tomorrow.

We will also be exploring each of the seven gateways individually,

so I'm sure you'll catch on.

We start by meditating on our mats.

Sit cross-legged.

Close your eyes.

And that's it.

Breathe in on the count of four

and breathe out on the count of eight.

As you breathe,

feel a line of connection from deep within you,

from the top of the head and into the earth.

Feel the sun coming down into you,

through you, and into the depths of the soil.

Our steam room was custom-made

from the highest quality marble sourced in Italy.

- Deb's really missing out. - I kind of like not having her around.

Is she okay?

She's resting.

This is the second gateway, the fire.

It's located just below the belly button

and represents the warmth in our bodies that give us vitality and passion.

Accessing this gateway is a little more challenging.

It might be uncomfortable at first,

but it's totally worth it.

Okay. See you in a few minutes.

Enjoy.

- That's it? - Okay.

What the fuck? I...

What... What do we do?

Just enjoy it.

Just sweat it out.

This is some real hippie shit.

Fuck.

What the fuck, dude?

Fuck. Is it just me

or is it getting fucking hot in here.

It's really hot.

You know what? I've had enough of this shit.

Oh, my God.

- Yo, what the fuck? - Did they lock the door?

No, I doubt it. It's probably just stuck for some reason.

No, it's definitely locked.

It can't be locked.

- Okay, well... - What the fuck?

I'm sure they're probably just gonna be back any minute.

I don't feel well.

All right, are they trying to kill us?

'Cause this is fucking insane.

It's a challenge.

It's not supposed to be easy.

Enough with the positivity, Billie, okay?

It's team bonding.

No, it's not team bonding. We're all about to get heat stroke.

Oh, really?

- Ginger. - Oh! That's gonna be all of us pretty soon.

- Help! Let us... - Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

- Everybody out now. Now, now, now. - Is everyone out?

Is she okay?

- Oh, my gosh. - Come on. Come on.

We are so sorry. That was never supposed to happen.

So sorry.

Why the hell did you guys lock us in there?

Uh, sorry. The door must have malfunctioned.

We apologize profusely. Please hydrate.

- That's never happened. - It never happened before.

I really hope the rest of this weekend goes a little bit more smoothly, guys.

Any other malfunctioning doors that we should know about?

No. We have everything under control.

Do you? Yes.

- We can assure you. - Yes.

We'll just go and prepare the next gateway

where you guys just relax and chill out and... yeah.

Again, we feel horrible about what happened, but we will see you shortly, okay?

- Just enjoy yourselves. - Thank you.

Really, this is gonna be a great, great experience.

- We will make it up to you. We promise. - Yes.

I'm so sorry.

I need a real drink.

-Fucking Billie, man. -Some fucking retreat this is.

It's not my fault.

- I'm getting a drink. - It's not her fault.

So fucking creepy.

Look at these babchi plants.

They did not seem sorry at all.

-They did apologize. -They didn't seem sorry at all.

These were used in traditional eastern medicine.

Alcohol isn't diuretic, and we're dehydrated, so that's a bad idea.

I thrive on bad ideas.

Classic.

Welcome to the willpower gateway.

The willpower gateway represents control, motivation, and discipline.

The sports drinks you just consumed

contain the bacterium clostridium botulinum.

What the hell does that mean?

It has a toxin that causes botulism.

The disease begins with weakness, fatigue,

blurred vision, and trouble speaking.

It is followed by a weakness in the arms, chest, then legs,

vomiting and diarrhea may also occur,

and eventual death.

But there's no need to worry.

You possess everything you need to survive.

What kind of fucked up shit is this, man?

Check the fucking doors, man.

Check the other doors.

Uh, what's up with the doors in this place?

Hey, watch out. I'm gonna throw a chair.

The windows are all bulletproof.

But getting out isn't your biggest concern at the moment.

What, do you want, money? How much do you want? We'll give you anything.

- -Just let us out. - We don't want your money.

We want your transcendence.

- These bitches are crazy. - What the fuck does that mean?

For your journey, we have a gift. It is in the kitchen drawer.

Good luck.

- Bye. - We believe in you.

What is this, an escape room?

- They said the drawers. - Check the cabinets.

- They said the drawers. - Fuck, we're gonna die.

We don't know if we can trust them.

- I don't feel anything. - Cliff has a point!

Hey, you see any knives?

Could it be hitting me? I'm starting to feel a little queasy.

Oh, I got it. I got it.

-It's a syringe. -Can I see it?

Guys, my body's starting to feel really tight.

We could just be imagining this.

You're not imagining it.

Everyone, try and relax and go and sit down.

Go.

-Baby. -Hmm?

What's going on?

It's not good.

What do you mean?

We've been poisoned.

Very funny.

Ginny, I'm not joking.

I'm so sorry.

Vinegar.

Salt.

Babchi. Psoralea corylifolia.

We have everything we need.

-What is that? -This could inhibit the effects of botulism.

-Uh-huh. -It's the chemical structure for an antidote.

We don't have much time. We're gonna create an antidote starting with these plants.

Grab the vodka.

Pour all the vodka into the kettle.

We have to wait for the liquid to boil.

Okay. Then take some of the plants.

More.

Okay, that's good.

Grab the others.

Go.

Billie, where exactly did you find the corporate retreat?

I didn't find it.

I was cold-emailed by Amber.

Was that before or after I asked you to set this up?

It was the same day.

By coincidence.

A coincidence.

That's weird, right?

Look, I don't know, okay?

I just didn't think anything of it.

Yeah, but you vetted them, right?

Yes. Yes, like I said.

They were highly reviewed.

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

Anybody could fake reviews, Billie.

You talked to somebody, right?

This is a routine thing, okay?

I mean, we have a corporate retreat all the time.

I'm not the fucking FBI here.

I saw the website, and it looked legit.

We're a billion-dollar company, Billie.

We have competitors. We have regulators.

We have so many people who would love to see us killed,

and you didn't think to do one fucking iota of background research?

Baby, are you okay?

I'm really feeling it.

Jesus.

-Baby, look. -Hmm?

A way to escape.

Shouldn't we tell the others?

We don't know who to trust.

You guys really think a competitor would try to kill us?

No. There's way too much evidence.

There's no way they'd get away with it.

Could be the regulators. I mean, think about 9-11.

That's a fucking conspiracy theory.

-Yeah, but this is a conspiracy. -How?

Okay, let's think about this logically, right?

If someone e-mailed Billie the same day Devin was talking about planning this trip,

that means that they had to have access to our internal e-mail server, right?

That means that they had to know that we were planning this, right?

-Oh, my God. -Holy fuck.

Guys, I don't feel good. I don't feel good.

This was an inside job.

Fuck...

Why isn't there a reaction?

Oh, we need a catalyst.

Does anybody have any gold jewelry?

Yeah. Yeah.

Here, take mine.

Thanks.

Everyone gather around.

Thank God. There's a reaction.

We need to inject ourselves now.

Ten milliliters each.

Give me your arm.

It's dirty.

No choice.

I don't feel good yet.

It takes a minute.

Teamwork.

Fuck.

Oh, my God.

-Here. -No, no, no, no.

You have to do it. Close your eyes.

I'll do it for you.

Do it now.

-He's still breathing. -Oh, thank God.

-It's really shallow. -Was it too late?

I don't know.

Good to see you all again.

Arthur?

Arthur, we're not going to play whatever sick game you've come up with.

You're wrong.

You might think, hey, I'm angry with you guys for betraying me,

for making me lose every good thing in my life, but I'm not.

You want to help us? Get us the fuck out of here.

You will get out of here, either physically or spiritually.

This is bullshit.

I see your anger, Cliff. I had that as well.

I transcended it by reconnecting to the eternal one.

It's my latest innovation. That's what this weekend is for.

To finish my journey, I need your cooperation.

Okay, let's be real, Arthur.

We almost died.

Omar, he may not make it.

So let us out and we can talk about these newfound beliefs.

You haven't even heard yet what I have planned for you. I'll tell you.

Amber and Lola have done so well guiding you through the first three gateways.

The next four are really my favorite.

Billie, you were close to Arthur. What do we do here?

I don't know.

Billie?

How'd you spend the money?

What money?

I gave Billie $50,000.

That money was from Amber and Lola.

-You took a bribe? -Not a bribe!

-More like a finder's fee! -Vo, it was a kickback.

This kind of human squabbling is exactly what we're going to overcome.

Who wants to hear about the next gateway?

I'll tell you anyway. You'll choose one lucky person

who will leave the human realm and enter the spiritual.

It'll be a wonderful team-building experience. Don't you agree?

What does that mean exactly?

I'm going to let Amber and Lola explain the details.

I'll see most of you later.

So, what is he saying?

He means, um...

He means we need to choose someone to kill.

Don't fucking move.

What the fuck?

We're not playing this game.

Everyone stop. Don't say anything. We'll wait it out.

We gotta get Omar to a hospital.

Please let us get him to a hospital.

I'm telling you, no one talk to them.

Don't drink anything. Don't do anything.

We'll wait it out.

Help will come. People know we're here.

-Does anyone actually know where we are? -No one does.

That was part of our agreement with Billie.

Right, Billie?

Welcome to the fourth gateway.

The sacrifice.

This energy gateway is located at the heart.

One of you will sacrifice his or her own heart

and it will go into this glass jar.

It's up to you to decide who gets to be the lucky one.

Don't listen to 'em. We're not playing any more games.

Failure to remove someone's heart

will result in none of you achieving transcendence.

We don't want to achieve your fucking transcendence.

We want to get the fuck out of here right now.

Arthur's got you brainwashed.

Arthur is the one who saved me.

-He made me see the truth. -Amen.

-What truth? -The truth he showed us.

You'll see. You'll all soon see.

Holy shit!

You have to achieve transcendence.

Simple as that.

Speaking of which, we have some tools

for you to help complete the task at hand.

The heart must be intact for this to work.

In order to open the fourth gateway.

Make sure you keep it in the jar.

I said shoot in the leg, not kill them.

This is so upsetting. Lola!

What are thinking?

I got nervous.

This is not the time for fuck-ups!

Amber, she's your responsibility.

-You're demoting me? -We already lost one outside the ritual.

Deborah's death was unavoidable because she could have ruined the whole thing.

But Cliff? That was avoidable.

Cliff was supposed to be in the last gateway.

-Now what? -We can still do it.

We'll get back on track. I promise.

I'm counting on you, Amber.

Lola...

-Be careful. -What am I supposed to do now?

You should have thought of that before you got nervous.

What we're doing here is serious business.

This is a path to salvation.

The destiny of myself, yourselves, and this group tied together.

I have the same goal.

I just haven't reached this level yet.

Just give me another chance.

How could he do this to me?

Don't doubt yourself.

Arthur says doubt is the enemy of reason.

Doubt weakens us.

You don't want to be weak, do you?

-No. -No.

Arthur never doubted himself as a businessman and visionary.

He helped pioneer early online payment services,

helped build software for drones,

and even developed microchips.

Do you think if Arthur ever doubted himself,

he would have ever accomplished those things?

Yeah, but we met Arthur at the NA meetings

when he was really, really out.

Yeah, yeah. But that's where he took us under his wing.

Right? That's where he showed us

the beauty that he's seen in his spiritual evolution

is what he wants for us.

What if Arthur's wrong?

Arthur's never wrong.

And you know that. Yeah.

-Yeah. -You're right. Sorry.

How do we choose?

Well, I think the choice is obvious.

If we don't get Omar to a hospital ASAP, he's gonna die.

What's stopping Arthur from killing us all.

We're all fucked, and it's all my fault!

It's all my fault!

There's gotta be a reason why he hasn't killed us all already.

I mean, he's had the opportunity.

He did try to kill us.

Yeah, but he gave us clues for the antidote.

If we can get in his head, maybe we can figure out a way out of here.

They just shot Cliff. Like, Arthur's a madman.

We've known that shit since we kicked his ass out of the company.

Right?

What we need to do is just cut up his body with these.

Have you done this before?

No, but I've seen enough people get shot

and get their wounds plugged in combat.

We don't gotta be perfect, we just gotta keep the heart intact.

We don't have anything to...

Wait, wait, what if he can feel it?

I'm sure he can't feel a thing, Ginger.

I mean, he's probably unconscious.

Maybe we should kill him first.

Alright. Who's gonna do it?

-Billie, you're doing it. -Me?

-Yeah. -No, no, no, no.

I'm not good with blood. I can't do it.

Well, you're responsible for all of us, so fuck it.

-Do it. -Yeah.

-Now. -Fine! Ugh!

God.

Okay.

I'm just gonna, like, slit his throat.

Cut the right artery right there, it's the quickest way.

Do it on the count of three.

- Okay. - Okay. God.

One.

Two.

Three.

What is everybody doing?

Oh!

Ah.

Gimme it. Gimme the jar.

Here.

Here's your heart, you sick fuck!

Alright, everybody get in line!

I said get the fuck in line!

Truly, when Omar woke up, I wasn't sure you'd be able to go through with it,

but I was so worried! And I'm really impressed!

Decisive action, quick thinking on your feet.

Having a plan and sticking to it, what I always tried to instill in you.

And my blockchain, had we persisted, would have worked!

Instead, you caved to investors and threw me out!

But that's all in the past!

You're growing so much.

Proving to me that you're trying to better yourselves.

But we're not done yet. Right, ladies, tell them what's next!

Welcome to the fifth gateway.

The laughter, located at the center of the neck.

When I lost my company, I was so angry.

Bitter.

But laughter is the best medicine.

I truly learned to laugh at myself and everything around me,

and it opened up the spiritual floodgates.

I was at my lowest when I began to appreciate

that there are things in life more important than money and success.

We have to surrender to a power greater than ourselves.

I am guiding us to the higher power.

I'm the only one who can deliver us to righteousness.

I'm the only one who can bring us to the light.

Right, ladies?

Beautifully said.

We believe.

And that's why we're going to hold a laughing contest!

Each one of you will be given the opportunity to laugh,

and it must be a true laugh, and it must be hearty.

A yay means you truly laughed, a nay means you're faking it.

It's quite brilliant.

Yeah, what happens if it's a nay, Arthur?

Failure to pass the test results and the head being separated from the body.

Which isn't necessarily a bad thing.

I'm so excited!

With whom do we start?

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Catch a tiger by the toe.

If he hollers, let him go.

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.

Aubrey, you're the first to go.

Do you like the lighting?

It's for dramatic effect.

-Genius. -Arthur, this is your masterpiece.

Enough. Let the games begin!

What do I do exactly?

What do I do exactly?

Laugh! Now!

-Go? -Yes!

Stop.

I said laugh for real, and it has to be hearty.

You're almost there.

Gotta be real.

That's enough. You can stop.

That's enough. Thank you.

Now we vote.

Lola, yay or nay?

Yay.

Amber?

Yay.

It's a yay!

Congratulations, Aubrey! You've passed the fifth gateway.

Don't be sad. You get to live.

Alright. Have a seat on the bench.

Eenie, meenie, miney, moe, catch a tiger by the toe.

If he hollers, let him go.

Eenie, meenie, miney, moe.

Carl.

You're up. Please.

I'm gonna count down from five.

If you don't start laughing, your head's coming off.

Kitser Investment.

-Due diligence report found you unstable. -Five.

You were institutionalized in your early 20s.

Four.

All of us here, top management,

we voted to kick your ass out.

And we're doing better than ever.

Three.

You could've never led us to where we are today.

Two.

You motherfucker.

I'm voting nay.

I don't know, Arthur. I'm sorry.

He was really laughing.

I vote yay.

Don't apologize. Embrace your inner truth.

It's the only way.

I agree. Yay.

Carl. Take a seat next to Aubrey.

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.

Catch a tiger by the toe.

If he hollers, let him go.

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.

Your name, I don't know.

You weren't supposed to be here.

I wasn't, so I should probably leave.

Nonsense. You're here now. It must be fate.

-What's your name? -Ginger.

Ginger, would you kindly step into the spotlight for a minute?

You're really embracing the process.

You don't look scared.

You don't scare me, you sick fuck.

This one's brave. I admire that.

But can she laugh?

You have until the count of five.

Impressive. But is she really laughing?

It looks like she is.

I don't know. Is it just some parlor trick?

That's enough, Ginger.

Go ahead. Go ahead, vote.

-Ladies? -Yay.

I'm sorry, but I think that was just some bullshit.

She just pulled it out of her ass.

I vote nay.

Interesting.

I'm the deciding vote.

-I laughed. I did what you told me to. -How do I know it was real?

Because I was laughing at you, not with you.

You're a fucking joke.

This whole place is a sick joke.

-You're a clown. -Nobody talks to me like that.

Yeah, well, I do, so fuck you. You think you're spiritually enlightened,

so stop cheating, then.

I laughed for real.

I vote...

yay.

You won't be so lucky next time, Ginger.

Look, I'm happy.

I'm happy for everyone in this room.

Now it's down to Devin, my former COO,

and Billie, my former HR.

You'll never get away with this, Arthur.

Eeny, meeny, miny, mo...

Devin, you're up.

-I'm not doing this. -Oh, yes, you are.

I'm not laughing.

I can see that.

I'm calling bullshit.

-Amber? -Yes?

Would you please shoot Devin in the leg?

God damn it! Ah!

Will you laugh now?

That's what I call method acting.

I give a yay.

Me too.

I vote yes as well.

Devin, please take a seat on the bench.

And now, Billie,

please step into the spotlight

and please spare us the bullshit

or you'll get a bullet in the leg too.

Are you going to laugh, Billie?

Billie, you know the assignment.

-Yes. -Just make it easier on all of us.

Just laugh.

I'm scared.

That's a natural part of the process, Billie.

I don't want to die.

Okay.

Billie, I'm going to give you to the count of three.

One.

Two.

Three.

This is really for the best.

Ladies?

No. Please. Please. Please. I don't want to die.

Please allow me to do this.

No, he can't afford any more fuck-ups.

I don't want to die. Please, I'll do it again.

Please.

Sweetie, get back.

Hey.

I got a treat.

Yeah.

I got a treat. Oh, yeah.

Oh, good boy. Good boy.

You got to be careful out here. There's things that'll get you.

You don't have the natural instincts for it.

Daddy's got to watch the cameras again, so come back inside.

No?

You want to play fetch first? Okay.

Where's the stick? Where's the stick?

Go get a stick. Go get a stick.

Has to be a way out of here.

Yeah. Fucking body bags.

God help us.

Doubt we're looking too good in his eyes.

What? You mean Arthur?

No. Us.

Not after what we did.

You did what you had to, Carl, all right?

Don't lose your fucking nerve now.

-You know what, Devin? -What?

-Fuck you, man. -Really?

-Yeah, fuck you. -Really?

You motherfucker.

I don't know what you're fucking doing.

Stop.

I need to tell you guys something.

Okay. Listen.

There's a gun on the rooftop.

Cliff's keys are in his pocket. Somehow we have to get to them.

-What the fuck? -Then we can get out of here.

We can ambush them.

Next time they come in, there's four of us. There's two of them.

-Yeah, but they have guns. -Yeah, but we have to element a surprise.

We can break one of the cameras.

Right, the one facing the hallway door.

They'll come in to investigate.

-Then we strike. -Don't you think they'll see us?

We're gonna break all the furniture, throw it, misplace it.

They won't realize what we're doing.

Pretend to throw a temper tantrum, okay?

Like this.

Like this.

Motherfuckers.

Break all your plants, motherfuckers!

Suck my dick!

Fucker!

Push the couch against the bookshelves.

Come on, come on.

One, two, three.

Make sure it's stable. Make sure it's steady.

Aubrey, you're the lightest, get up.

Get that shit.

Okay. There you go.

Rip that shit off. Okay, come down. Come down.

-Let's go, let's go, let's go. -Grab weapons.

Okay, okay.

Okay, come on.

I told him this was a dead end. But does he listen?

-Never. -Live a little?

Thankfully you all were home. There's nothing for miles.

Well, you know, if you just take that down and go left,

you should get back on the main highway.

Wow, this place is beautiful.

-It's a canola. -No way, it must cost a fortune.

-Is it for sale? -No, it's not.

Everybody has a price.

Help!

Oh, my God, do they need our help?

My God, Martha!

Tourists.

We'll burn 'em later.

One of the feeds are down.

What are they doing?

Wait.

Shh.

Okay...

Oh, guys. I see what you're doing.

And I totally understand how frustrated you must feel.

But please be patient.

There is no escaping here.

Okay?

Wow! You've all been very busy.

I can't say as I'm a fan of the redecoration, but maybe it'll grow on me.

Welcome to the sixth gateway.

The truth gateway.

Located in the third eye.

In order to achieve transcendence,

you must see the truth in all things,

beginning with the truth within you.

Arthur.

This is between you and me. Leave the others alone.

I'll sign the company back over to you.

That's what you really want, right?

What I want is so much more than the company.

I really do understand how you feel.

I stole the company from you, basically.

Right? We cut you out.

And you lost everything.

I even heard your wife left you, Arthur.

I ruined your life.

So please, allow me to correct this situation

and give you back the company.

You didn't ruin my life.

You freed me.

And I want the same for you all.

Arthur, three people are dead.

Four, actually.

Deborah passed away at 1:02 p.m. this afternoon.

Cause of death, accidental strangulation.

But none of those deaths were in vain.

And I don't want anybody else to die.

This is about spiritual enlightenment.

I love you all.

You don't love us.

You're torturing us to death, you psychopathic freak.

Psychopath?

Maybe.

Freak?

Perhaps.

Am I doing what is right?

Yes, I am.

People said I was crazy when I foresaw the internet

as a place for peer-to-peer payments.

And when I built unmanned drones.

And don't get me started on the development of blockchain.

Tomorrow's leaders were crazy yesterday.

And I am guided by divine spirits.

Wait, but if you're so spiritually enlightened

then why are you taking out your anger by torturing us?

I'm not torturing you.

Yes, you are. And you're as angry as it gets.

I'm not fucking angry!

Oh my God. Look.

Guys, look. Look how angry Arthur is. You're angry.

-How dare you! -You know what I think?

I think you should go on this gateway with us.

I don't think you've accepted the truth about yourself yet.

You're right.

I am angry.

Thank you, Ginger, for allowing me to see the truth.

And I will join you in this sixth gateway

to show that I believe in this process. I am not a hypocrite.

Jesus Christ.

-He's coming here right now? -It's the only way we have to get out of here.

You just let them lion into the den.

You can't kill someone who isn't here.

You don't need to do this, Arthur. They're goading you.

I haven't finished my spiritual training.

I haven't yet reached transcendence.

But what if they hurt you?

See you soon.

-He's coming. -I think it's kind of exciting.

The final two gateways are upon us.

I'm so excited.

I won't let you down, I promise.

I think he's here.

He's here.

Shh.

Welcome to the sixth and penultimate gateway, the third eye.

In order to see truly,

we must first unsee what has bound us.

The eyes.

The deceivers. We must shed them, liberate them,

so that the third eye can awaken fully.

Only then can we truly see.

Only then can we let the third eye emerge

and bathe in the infinite.

Line up.

Line up now.

Each of us will self-perform a traumatic enucleation.

What is that, you wonder?

I'm glad you asked.

It is the forcible removal or loss of the eye

due to an injury or trauma.

And that is why I have this spoon.

We will use this spoon to gouge our left eyes.

I will go first.

If I should fail to succeed

in removing the globe or detaching it from the socket,

you must shoot me in the head.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

How dare you question me?

-You're right. I'm so sorry. -Amber...

I will go now.

Oh!

Ow! I will truly see for the first time.

I will truly see for the first time.

Oh! Oh!

Ow!

I feel it. I feel it opening.

Release me, divine being.

And give me the third eye vision that I fought for my entire life.

Ooh.

I can see it now.

Oh!

I can see the promised land!

Oh!

I can describe it.

I can see it very well.

A mountain the size of Mount Everest

made up of naked virgins.

They're lying on top of each other.

Everyone will be liberated.

Oh!

Lola. Take my eyeball.

Okay, thank you.

Oh!

Oh.

It's wonderful.

Oh!

Oh!

If thine eye offend thee,

pluck it out and cast it from thee.

Who wants to join me in the promised land?

I said,

who wants to join me in the promised land?

You disgusting, despicable, pampered little shitheads.

I'll choose who goes next.

Should it be Devin, my backstabbing former second-in-command?

Or Carl,

the rough kid turned an accountant?

Or poor, poor Aubrey,

the genius chief operating officer

with a heart of gold and a vagina of cowardice?

Or the mysterious Ginger,

who fucked her way into my company

and thinks she's a fucking hero?

I'll tell you who the fucking hero is, Ginger.

It's the honorable, the great, the holy,

the mastermind that is Arthur Scott.

I choose Carl.

I'm not doing this shit.

Take that spoon and do what needs to be done.

Godspeed.

I can't.

Ah.

Okay.

I'll give you one minute.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

My vision is blurry!

All you gotta do is pull it out, Carl.

I can't.

You have 30 seconds. Pull it out and be free.

I can't. Somebody else has to do it.

You have to do this. You've got 20 seconds.

This is... Ah!

This is so fucked.

Ten seconds, Carl.

Five. Four. Three. Two.

Yay!

Well done!

Everybody applaud!

Clap enthusiastically!

God damn it!

Well done! Well done.

Man, I'm fucking good.

Devin, my boy.

You're next.

That's right.

Step into the center.

You ready?

You're sick. You need help.

If thy eye offends thee, pluck it out and cast it from thee.

Stop quoting the fucking Bible.

You've got 30 seconds.

What?

You gave Carl 60.

But you're resisting the spiritual enlightenment.

Time starts now.

Uh...

Ah!

Ah!

Ugh!

15 seconds.

I can't get it out!

10 seconds.

Five. Four. Three. Two.

Ah!

Congratulations, Devin!

I'm proud of you.

Ah.

Ah. Uh-huh.

Oh. Oh.

Aubrey.

You're up.

Come on. Step into the center of the room.

Don't be a party pooper.

Lola. Amber.

Are you gonna be okay?

Aubrey, you have 20 seconds, starting now.

15 seconds.

I can't. I can't.

I can't.

-I can't... -Ten seconds.

You babbling fool.

Please. Please. My hand.

It's shaking too much.

-I can't. -Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

Zero.

Please just give me another chance.

-Please. Please. -Poor Aubrey.

No, no. Please. Please.

-Don't. Don't. -Amber, please.

No, no, no. Please.

Please. I can do it.

Don't. Please.

Ginger.

You know what to do.

You've got ten seconds.

Sounds good to me.

Ah!

Wow.

Can you see the promised land?

Absolutely.

Describe it to me.

Naked virgins.

The hundreds of thousands piled up on one another

the size of Mount Everest.

Very good.

Very good.

Here, Lola, keep them separate.

All right. Very good.

Now on to the seventh and final gateway, the crown.

This is the antenna where we receive divine guidance from the Eternal One.

In order to keep our antenna open, we have to do this.

May I have the box, please?

Would you, uh, want to guess what's inside the box?

How are we supposed to know?

Huh.

Ah.

I know that this was passed around the company before I was ousted.

It was extremely hurtful.

Uh, I felt betrayed, embarrassed,

castrated.

The seventh and final gateway will unite each of us in transcendence.

Okay. I know that you guys stuck a lot of pins in my voodoo doll,

so that's what we're going to do.

Each of us is going to stick seven needles into ourselves.

One in each thigh, one in the gut, one in each shoulder, and one in each ear.

And the needle must go deep enough to cover the white part.

And Lola, Amber, shoot us if we don't finish.

If we do this, do we reach transcendence?

Yes.

And we could go home?

Yes, you can leave.

Could I survive this?

The choice is yours.

God damn it!

What is this proving, Arthur?

The proof is in the pudding.

Fuck!

It needs to be deeper.

Arthur, I don't know where you found that voodoo doll, but it's a silly joke.

It's not serious.

It wasn't serious. It was serious.

It was the greatest thing that ever happened to me.

Because it made me realize why I am on the planet.

To liberate and be liberated.

Speaking of which, Carl, the shoulders?

I can't.

I can't.

No.

Deeper.

Oh, Carl, you're almost there.

Just two more needles. One in each ear, and then you're out of here.

- It's going to kill him. -Oh, who cares how he achieves transcendence,

as long as he does.

He's doing so well.

I can't hear!

You did it!

Carl is the first of us to reach transcendence.

He didn't reach anything.

He's dead, Arthur.

I have given Carl the gift of enlightenment.

And now, Devin, I'm going to give you the same gift.

-I'm not doing it. -Oh, you've come this far. Don't disappoint.

I'd rather die quickly than torture myself to death.

Are you certain?

Yeah.

You're absolutely positive, 100 percent?

You don't want to be enlightened?

I'm completely 100 percent positive.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that, Devin.

-Do what you must. -Wait, wait, wait. Wait.

I want to say one thing.

Too bad.

Ginger!

Get any closer and I'll shoot your fucking brains out.

I just want to talk.

Can I?

You may approach me.

I want to hold the voodoo doll before I go.

Thank you. Um...

I have a confession to make.

I'm the one who made this voodoo doll.

Cliff brought it to work, but it was my idea.

I'm the creator.

Why would you do that to me?

It was wrong.

I was wrong. We were all wrong.

You should have never been ousted from the company that you built.

You would have led the company brilliantly. You're a genius.

They all should have listened to you.

You were right all along.

I feel your pain.

And I'm very, very sorry.

You are the greatest CEO in the history of mankind.

Now, before I reach transcendence,

I'm feeling the presence of the Eternal One.

In my repentance, I must pray at the highest level possible.

How do you want to do that?

I want to go to the rooftop.

I must go to the rooftop before I go through the seventh gateway.

I like that.

Let's all go to the roof!

Let's kneel and pray.

Arthur, can I pray with you?

Okay, let's kneel.

Ahem.

Divine Being, you who pile hundreds and thousands of virgins

on a mountain the size of Mount Everest,

deliver us to the eternal realm.

May we have sex with every virgin in this mountain,

blonde, brunette, tall, short, slender, big-boned.

May they be holy and a blessing to humanity.

May they be open to all kinds of sex,

vaginal, anal...

Oral?

Oral, um, spiritual, transcendental.

May there be plenty of lube available.

May they only have one eye to see upon.

Then the ending of the world will come

and we shall all have sex in space.

Oh!

Shoot and I blow his brains out.

Don't move.

I thought we were going on this journey together.

Any journey we're going on is to hell.

Oh, that's a shame.

I saw such promise in you.

Shit, I'm out of ammo.

Where is she?

Fuck.

Arthur said the physical world is just a threshold to something bigger.

He's free now.

He's been rewarded.

-And so will we. -Yeah.

Oh...

Fuck.

-Fuck me. -Looks like you're out of bullets.

-Yeah, no shit. -Arthur's vision doesn't end here.

You helped him ascend. Now I'm going to help you too.

Oh, shit!

Arthur's truth lives on.

This is the worst corporate retreat I've ever been on.