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[man] Okay.
The right combination

is to say X
is one of those

and two of these.

Um, well, let's take
the equation number two.

If I make a picture that
satisfies all the X, Y, Z points

that solve this equation,

well, first of all,
the origin is not one of them.

X, Y, Z, it being zero, zero,
zero, would not solve it.

So, what are some of the
points that do solve it?

Now, let's see
maybe if X is one and...

[student]
Oh!

[woman] Katelyn Ogden
was a lot of things,

but she wasn't
particularly explosive...

[screams]

[students clamoring]

...in any sense
of the word.

[teacher chattering]

She was a sun dress
of a person...

cute, airy, inoffensive.

She was quickly becoming
the Dalton twins'

number one marijuana customer
at Covington High.

But that's hardly a reason
to pop like a zit.

She's all over me!

Spraying all over us.

I wasn't close
with Katelyn.

She was just,
you know, a classmate.

Someone I sat behind or
passed in the halls every day

from kindergarten
to senior year.

We ran
in different circles.

But lots of people liked her.
Guys especially.

I was gonna ask her
to prom.

She was so hot.

I even narrowed down motel
room options to two choices.

[whimpering]
She was so open-minded.

Jed Hayes was
particularly crushed.

[students screaming]

- Mara!
- Oh, my God, Tess!

- What... What happened?
- Katelyn exploded.

What? Like a bomb?

No. Like... a balloon?

What?

Oh, my God, your shoes.

[Mara] Everyone
quickly realized

Katelyn Ogden was not
a suicide bomber,

seeing as the only thing
that blew up was Katelyn Ogden.

Her desk remained unscathed
by the Ogdenblast.

[both exclaim]

The only damage her
clothes took was cosmetic.

This isn't right.
She was just a kid.

It wasn't right.
She was just a kid.

This is fucking
disgusting.

And it was very
fucking disgusting.

After
the unprecedented event,

all of our third-period class
got taken to the police station.

Which was very exciting.

We got asked a lot
of important questions like...

Did Katelyn ever say
anything suspicious?

About wanting to blow up?
All the time.

I was kidding.

Then they took all our clothes
and let us shower.

Will I get these back?

Do you want these back?

I only washed my hair.

Then they gave us a bunch of ugly-as-shit
sweat suits and made us wait.

[sighs]

It was like
a Cronenberg movie.

[chuckles]

What do you think
happened?

- Aliens?
- It wasn't aliens, bro.

[boy 1] I'm just saying.
She was there, then she wasn't.

It's not fair.
She was so nice.

I was gonna ask her
to prom.

She was very
open-minded.

When the hell are they gonna
let us out of here?

When they know it's
not gonna happen again.

When what's gonna
happen again?

[imitates explosion]

[retching]

[vomiting]

[Mara] It happened again.

It happened again a lot.

I'm not going to school
tomorrow.

No shit, sweetheart.

- Are you hungry?
- No, not really.

Do you wanna talk?

I think I just wanna
go to bed.

Okay, kiddo.

- You know, we thought it was a shooter.
- [sighs] Dad...

We didn't have any information.
They didn't tell us anything.

And...

I'm just trying to say that
we're so glad you're okay.

And that your classmates are just
regular assholes and not evil.

That is a silver lining.

Good night.

[alternative rock music
plays softly]

[phone chimes]

- Ugh.
- [typing]

[chuckles]

[singing "Hey, That's
No Way to Say Goodbye"]

- Is this song...
- Yeah, it is definitely sexual.

Right on.

[song continues,
sung by Run Night Run]

I always wondered what happens
to those when someone dies.

Fuck me.

I need drugs.

Shrooms?

- Oh! Shrooms?
- No.

Yeah. It's like weed,
but a fungi.

I've never had shrooms.

I honestly cannot think
of a better time to start.

It's a terrible time
to start.

I would love to start.

You're gonna make
yourself sick.

Nuh-uh. You brew 'em in liquid
so that you don't get sick.

That's what
Native Americans do.

- In pumpkin spice lattes?
- Yeah.

Pumpkins.
Thanksgiving. Duh.

- Duh.
- [chuckles]

- Here.
- [gasps]

Oh, my God. I fucking love it.
[chuckles]

[Mara] Tess McNulty and I have been
best friends since elementary school.

Will you be
my best friend forever?

Obviously.

When Tess' shitbrain dad
walked out on her and her mom,

we spent a few days
at the beach,

and we saw these baller
old chicks in kimonos

smoking a hookah
with their toes in the sand.

Let's do this.

It remains our life plan.

- To Katelyn.
- To Katelyn.

No. No.

Stop. Stop!

This is... Put...

Are you done?

[sighs] I didn't know Katelyn
that well beyond social media.

Yeah, I know. Me neither.

- Did she get into college yet?
- I don't know.

I know she wanted
to be a journalist though.

Oh. We have too many excellent
journalists as it is.

Did Katelyn at least
get laid before everything?

Oh, yeah.
She was a total slut.

- You know what? Good for her!
- I agree.

Get it while
the getting is good.

The only downside
is high school boys.

I know. I cannot wait to be old.
I can't wait to be a cougar.

I'm gonna be like, "Come hither, young
man, and pleasure me eagerly. Whoo!"

Hey, mind if I join
you guys?

Tess, don't look now,
but there's a boy staring at us.

I think he's staring
at you.

Ah. Right you are.

- Hey, Dylan.
- Hey, Mara.

- Hey, Tess.
- Hi, Dylan.

Thanks.

- How you guys doing?
- All right.

Definitely the best memorial
service I've ever been to.

Best funeral, too.

Second best for me.
My dad's was better.

Well, holy shit, Dylan.

Oh, it's okay. The Ogdens can
just try harder next time.

Well, holy shit, Dylan.

Am I bombing
this banter thing?

Like the end of
Dr. Strangelove.

Don't you think that movie
is kind of ruined now?

Yeah, I kind of do.

What's going on?

Yeah, actually,
what is going on?

Oh, I thought talking to you
at the funeral might be icky.

- Icky?
- It's an adjective.

Yeah, I know it's an adj...

Oh, holy shit!

- You're the guy! You have a crush on me!
- Hello.

- [Tess] What's going on?
- This is the guy. This is dick pic Dylan.

Ew! You sent her
a dick pic?

No, that would be gross!

He sent me pictures
of Richards.

- That's worse!
- How is that worse?

- Why did you text me that?
- The Richards?

No. The declarative
statement.

Katelyn exploded
in the middle of precalc,

and it got me thinking about
life, in an ironic way,

and what would happen
if I popped, you know.

And then you said,
it might happen again,

and I was like, I gotta get shit
done, in case she's right.

Do you wanna go
to the ladies' room with me?

Uh...

Come on. It'll be fun.

She's gonna go to the
bathroom and throw up

because she just drank
a shitload of mushrooms,

and she wants you
to hold her hair back.

- [snaps fingers]
- Oh. In that case...

[vomiting]

I'm not usually like this.
I can usually really hold my drugs.

[chuckles]

Also, I usually never
do drugs.

We live in strange
and unusual times.

That is so true.

[chuckles]

There are a lot of you.

[chuckling]

How many?

I'll throw up if I count,
but more than one.

That's awesome.

- You should make out.
- All right.

How do I do that?

With your tongues.

Oh, shit.

I saw Katelyn's dad scratch her stick
figure sticker off the back of his car.

I always wondered what happens
to those when someone dies.

- What happens is, I get shroomed.
- [chuckles]

Hey, did you see Katelyn...

Go boom? No.

Did you?

I only heard it.

It's weird being right there
and missing it.

[gasps] Like,
I'm sad I missed it,

and that makes me
feel terrible.

Yeah. No, it must be
so invigorating.

Invigorating.

- Oh. Okay.
- [retches]

- You okay?
- Mm-hmm.

Thanks for saying
you like me.

Sure.

Hey, would you want to come
with me to the homecoming game?

What?

I'm trying to think
of a reason to say no.

- I could give you some.
- Shoot.

Well, maybe just
homecoming sucks?

Yeah, but it's fun
to make fun of.

- Plus, Halloween.
- Mm. Yeah, okay.

Then maybe I'm just a guy who is
interested in grief-induced sex.

Way sluttier girls than me,
though.

Probably wouldn't stick around
while I hurled either.

True.

Well, maybe you just
don't really know me.

But I do know you.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah!

You're in a bunch
of my classes.

You're a movie nerd.
You're pretty cute.

Your dad died when a bunch
of manure fell on him.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.
I just realized I said that out loud.

- Now you have to come to the game with me.
- I really do.

- I'm so sorry.
- No, it's okay. It's okay.

I blame the shrooms.

Okay. Yes. Thank you.

My dad was a farmer.

But he died
of a heart attack.

The rumor of him being crushed
to death by shit is false.

And impossible, if you've seen
any Back to the Future movie.

Kids are cruel.

- I'm... I'm really sorry.
- It's okay.

We're all cruel.

Today was weird.

Tonight was all right.

Yeah.
Tonight was all right.

This isn't gonna become
a regular thing, right?

The intoxication?

No. No. I just needed...

[sighs]

I don't know what I needed.

Have you cried yet?

Have you?

I cry all the time.

[Tess] It's just not the same
without the blood.

[Mara] I just look like
a stupid prom queen.

I should have just dressed up
as a sexy witch too.

I'm just a normal witch.
I'm not even cleavagey.

Girl, your sexiness
is unavoidable.

Shit. They've built her
a shrine.

[Tess chuckles]
Hey, there's dick pic.

Hello, Quaker Oats.

Are you supposed
to be Carrie?

Yes! Oh, my God,
thank you!

Yeah. No, it's great.
I mean, it would have been really cool...

- Don't say it.
- I know. Katelyn fucked it up.

I mean, she didn't
intentionally...

You're making it worse.

Your hat. Ha-ha!

Hey, will you stop?
I don't know you.

[shouting, exclaiming]

[laughs]

So, what gives,
Hipster Oats?

Our football team
are the Quakers.

[chuckles]
No, not your costume.

The crush
you say you have on me.

I want, like, a timeline.

So...

First day of school.

New town
after my dad died.

First time I saw you is right after Spiros
introduced me in front of the class.

You must be Dylan.
Welcome.

Class, I'd like for you
to meet Mr. Dylan Hovemeyer.

He's new here, so please,
don't be yourselves. Be nice.

[hisses]

It was a good
first impression.

A few weeks later,
I saw you at the Moonlight,

and when Jed tried wrapping
his arm around you...

[shouting]

And then, on the day
after the election...

[whistle blows]

Mara,
why are you wearing that?

Because
I'm motherfucking grieving.

You got detention
for the profanity.

Motherfucking worth it.

It's clichéd,
but you wrote a poem last spring

that made me feel like you understood
me, even though we barely talked.

I friended you
on Facebook afterwards.

I looked at your pictures
sometimes.

I even gave you my number,
but I think you forgot

or never saved it
in your phone.

I hoped we'd run into each other
during the summer but never did.

And then it was senior year and I
thought, why try? We're going to college.

And that made me sad,
because you seemed so cool and original.

But then...

- [people clamoring]
- [gasps]

When Katelyn died,
I didn't see you anywhere.

[alarm bell ringing]

You had two backpacks.
One of them was hers.

Are you okay?

I don't know
what to do with this.

I can take care of it
for you.

When what
happens again?

[imitates explosion]

And when you said
it might happen again,

I thought, whoa,
maybe I've been wasting my entire life

preparing for a year
that may never come for me.

So fuck it.

I'm gonna tell you
how I feel.

I'm gonna spend
my savings on a car.

I'm not gonna be
scared anymore. I'm not...

Wait, are-are you even
listening to me?

Oh. Yeah. Sorry. No.

[chuckles] Seriously,
that was wonderful.

I don't want you to think
I was not paying attention...

'Cause it kind of looks like you're
just taking pictures of the game.

No! No. Not of the game.
Never of the game.

I'm waiting for
the "We Love Cocks" moment.

I would have never guessed that
was what was about to be said.

- [both chuckle]
- Okay. Look.

Every game, Harper Wie,
Perry Love and Steve Cox,

for just one brief moment,
line up

for the
"We Love Cocks" moment.

- That's so immature.
- It really is.

I have a moment for you...

where I knew
I liked you.

You like me?

Maybe.

It was, like,
forever ago.

And I was just chilling, and then you
looked me in the eye and you said,

"Mara...

we love cocks."

Mara...

we love cocks.

- [explosion]
- [people clamoring]

- [man] Oh, fuck!
- Did something happen?

[clamoring, screaming]

[gasps]

[Mara] Perry Love was that guy
that just made everything better.

He was like air conditioning.
And then he was news.

We all became news.

The popping was given the sexy
moniker of "The Covington Curse."

[scoffs] Stupid fucking curse.

By the way,
Perry Love was gay.

I didn't even know that
until the memorial.

And when my bro came out to us
in sixth grade, we loved him.

Oh, come on.

Because he was
our best bro.

And we're progressive
like that.

Our boy...

Our boy was too much rock
for this world, bitch!

[shouting, cheering]

It was a nice moment.

Of course, what we didn't
know at the time was...

School's canceled.

For how long?

But we're just gonna keep
applying to colleges.

So you'll be all set
once this blows over.

Well, at least now
you can't say,

"Things were so much harder
back in my day."

You're right.

You have it way worse.

[vehicle approaching]

[speakers:
rock music playing]

Oh, my God.

Of course you don't drive a
Hyundai or something like that.

It reminded me
of this Springsteen song.

- Which one?
- The one about the milk truck driver.

There's a Springsteen song
about a milk truck driver?

- Guess you'll have to find out.
- I swear to God, I'm never gonna find out.

I just bought it today.

- Why?
- [chuckles]

Uh, I was saving up
for a college car,

but then I thought
I might die tomorrow.

- So I went to the dealer...
- Of milk trucks.

And I saw it and I laughed and I
thought other people would laugh too.

It was cheap, so why not?

Just get me through
till graduation, baby.

That should be
our school slogan.

[chuckles]
It really should.

You ready to go?

In your milk truck?

- Fuck, yeah.
- [man] Fuck, no!

We are never
forgetting them!

- Whoo!
- [people cheering]

[dance music playing]

- I love you, bro.
- I love you too, man.

I love you guys too.

I really need this drink.
Can I take it? Please?

- Why, why, why?
- Please, please. I'm gonna grab it.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Have fun.

You wanna go for a walk?

I love walks.

- How's your drink?
- It's very tequila-y.

[chuckles] Wait,
are you drinking...

Yeah, you're drinking
straight tequila.

I mean... no?

I'm just drinking beer.

Drink big, bro!

Wait.
Wait, wait, wait.

What if alcohol
is what makes it happen?

[gasps] No!

[both laughing]

What do you think does?

Um, I don't know.

- That's not good enough!
- Well, I don't!

It's the cosmic bullshit
of the universe, right?

- Lame.
- I'm sorry.

I'm writing this book
called All The Feels.

It's about this guy who,
when he touches people,

he takes all their feelings,
and then they die.

I just wanted you to know something
about me no one else does.

- Are you drunk?
- Oh, dude, yeah.

- Are you?
- No.

How many cups
have you had?

I don't know.

Oh, shit.

Tell me something,
just for me.

Okay, well, um,
after my dad died,

I would go to this old
barn with a tape player

and dance by myself.

Like, to Bon Jovi.

Yeah, I'd just
cry and dance

and then rewind
and cry and dance.

That's the saddest thing
I've ever heard.

And people are
literally blowing up.

Actually, uh,
they're not just people.

They're seniors.

- Is that true?
- Yeah.

Also,
we stopped walking.

- The shocks keep coming.
- [chuckles]

I really wanna
kiss you, man.

Yeah?

Yeah.

[people chanting]

[people cheering]

- [exclaims]
- [chuckles]

We should... We should
probably go, right?

No.

You taste like tequila.

- [explosion]
- [people screaming]

Fuck me.

[camera shutter clicks]

[woman] Special Agent Rosetti.
Thank you, ladies, for coming in.

Let me be the first to say,
I'm... I'm truly sorry.

- It's okay.
- Yeah. I mean, it could be worse, right?

We could be Republicans.

[chuckles]
That was funny.

Thank you.

So, you ladies
blow people up?

Uh, no, ma'am.

Do you think there's someone
killing everyone?

I think we've effectively
ruled that out.

I mean, unless there's a mad
scientist or a warlock on the loose.

Kids are literally
blowing up,

so, I mean, that could be
a possibility, right?

If you believe
in warlocks.

I don't know
what I believe anymore.

Do you have any idea
why it's happening, though?

At the moment, no.

But we're close
to figuring it out.

Or so I'm told.

Wait, so what you're saying
is, we're fucked.

No. What I'm saying
is that I need help.

Listen. Everyone's scared,
and scared people all want the same thing.

Which is?

To survive.

- Right.
- Yeah.

- We would actually love to survive.
- Yeah.

- That'd be sick.
- [Rosetti] Good.

So bring me something.

Uh, what do you want?

[laughing]
Drugs?

That's what she said.

She thinks drugs
is making us pop?

I think it's less
accusational and more,

what the holy fuck is going on,
let's rule shit out-onal.

So, you're not gonna tell this
Scully wannabe they came from us?

Girl, do I look like
Benicio Del Toro to you?

[chuckling] I don't know
what that means.

I don't either.
I need to rewatch Traffic.

We're gonna sidebar.

- Do your thing.
- Okay.

What? What do you think?

I think we gotta
get rid of them.

- I got her to go for it too.
- Okay.

All right, uh, we're down.
What do you want?

That's the best part.
America's reimbursing me.

- So you're buying...
- Everything.

God bless America!

Okay.
I'm gonna get the keys.

Keys?

Uh, we don't keep our shit
at home.

We hide it.

Never know when the feds
are gonna fuck ya.

I have a question.

Suitcase-related?

Suitcase-related.

- Leaving Jersey tomorrow.
- Yeah.

Getting the fuck
outta Dodge.

Do you guys think
it's Covington?

I don't know what it is,
but I also don't really want to find out.

So how you been holding up
during all this garbage?

Hanging in, yo.

Started making out
with a real sweet boy.

No shit! Who?

- Hovemeyer.
- [all laughing]

You know,
the world is a cra...

[shouts] Fuck!
Go, go, go!

Fuck.
It's flooded with Joe.

Hurry! Jenna, come on!

Wait. I can't see anything.
I can't...

- Put your foot on the brake.
- His shoes are there.

I'll move his shoes.
Just steer.

- [Jenna shouts]
- [gasps]

[country music playing
on radio]

[country music
continues playing]

Mara!

Mara!

Mara!

Mara!

Mara.

Are you okay?
Are you okay?

[gasping]

Are you okay?
Where's Joe and Jenna?

I think
they're dead.

They are?

I tried to get them off,
but they won't come out of my clothes.

I thought it was you.

No.
Dude, the sweat suit?

Sorry, I just didn't
have time to think.

I'm not wearing this.

Hey, I called Rosetti.

Smart.

What was it like?

It...

It really fucking sucked.

[chuckles]

What the hell
is this ET bullshit?

Hey. Hey.

Hey, get your fucking hands
off of him!

- Hey, get your fucking hands off...
- Hey, don't grab her!

- Put her down! Stop!
- Get your fucking hands off of me!

- Mara!
- Get your fucking hands off of me right now!

- Mara!
- I said, get off!

Mara, I'm Dr. Rolanda.

We're here
to help you, okay?

Help yourself, lady.

[indistinct conversation]

Okay.

This is just going to be monitoring
your vitals. That's all it is.

We're just gonna do
a little bit of blood work.

Just making sure that
everything is normalized.

We're gonna get you
out of here in no time.

- Okay, okay.
- All right. It's okay, it's okay.

ET.

Elliott.

ET.

Elliott.

[Mara] ET!

Elliott!

ET!

Hey, Mara.

Mara. Hey.

Yo.

Where are we?

I don't know.

But I think they're
doing tests on us.

The whole class is here.

They asked me
a bunch of questions.

Like what?

Like what I've had to eat and
drink in the past couple months,

and the places
I've visited.

And my list
of sexual partners.

What did you say?

I just told them...
your mom.

- [both chuckling]
- Nice.

- I knew you'd like that one.
- Mm.

Have you ever done it?

Are you gonna ask me?

I don't actually care.

You don't?

No.

Just don't, like, screw anyone
while you're my girlfriend.

Am I your girlfriend?

- Are you?
- Am I?

Do you wanna be
my girlfriend?

I guess that would be fine.

Cool.

What's gonna happen
to us now?

I think we just,
you know, date.

No, I meant
in this plastic world.

Oh.

I think...
this is our life now.

[Mara] So, our beloved government
quarantined us in tents,

trying to make pills that would
keep our blood inside our bodies.

It was a blast.

What's your name
for the record, please?

Mara Carlyle.

Cox. Steve Cox.

- Cole.
- Cole what?

Cole wants a lawyer.

- How old are you, Becky?
- Seventeen.

- Seventeen.
- I'm 17.

Not for long.

[woman] What can you tell
me about Katelyn Ogden?

She's hot. I'd tap it.

I was gonna take her
to prom.

Tell me about Perry Love.

He was hot.

I'd tap that too.

- What did you dream about last night?
- Doughnuts.

You can ask my lawyer.

- Do you get angry, Becky?
- Yeah, I'm angry all the time.

- Are you angry right now?
- Fuck, yeah.

What is it you want
to do in college?

Stay alive.

[Mara] At least
we were comfortable.

Ugh.
So uncomfortable.

Always smells weird
in here.

Like feet
and cinnamon buns.

Yeah, more feet.

You okay?

What if it happens
to you?

- It won't.
- How do you know that?

Promise.

I can't promise you.

No, why?
Just promise me.

Promise or I'll scream.

- [laughs] Stop it.
- Promise. Please.

It'll be fine.

That's not
very convincing.

But if you go, like,
I'm coming.

And if I go,
I'm taking you too.

I'm serious.
We're being roomies down there.

'Cause we both know
we're not going up there.

I'm fucking down.
I love you. Oh, my God.

- I love you too.
- Down to that.

[both exclaim quietly]

[man shouting
on video game]

I am so bored!

I'm so bored!

How long do we have to stay
in this condom?

A while, I think.

At least we know
we're super healthy.

- We should try to break out.
- I already tried that.

[man] Why would we try
and break out?

I got here as soon
as I heard about this place.

This is where
they're going to cure us.

Those conservative weirdos
with the signs,

they said
that we were cursed.

Everyone's online trying to figure
out why it's happening and who's next.

Whose fault
do they think it is?

Bro, it's no one's fault.

But if it's a curse,
it's someone's fault.

But, bro, there's no curse.

I don't care
why it's happening.

I just want to figure out
how to stop it.

Maybe we just
have to graduate.

I'm looking at you right now and
really feel like we should make out.

Stop.

- Stop making that face.
- What face?

Hey. How are you doing?

Right now?
[chuckles]

No. I mean, like,
with the Daltons and everything.

Can we talk
about it later?

I just want you to know
you can talk to me.

I'd rather just
make out with you.

- But later, I mean.
- There is no later.

That was
fucking deep, son.

That's what
your mom said.

Ah! That was great!

We know
these are scary times.

But with your help, we are sure a
cure is right around the corner.

Now, we know
this hasn't been ideal,

but we're doing everything we can to help
solve this problem as quickly as possible.

We in Washington will continue
to push forward to find a cure,

so that you good kids can go back to
the lives that you so richly deserve.

Now, does anybody have
any questions?

- Yeah.
- Yes.

Firstly, thank you
for talking to us.

- Super cool.
- You're very welcome.

Secondly, how come whenever
someone from Washington

says that they're doing
everything to help us,

it usually means that nothing is
getting done and we're all screwed?

Uh, perhaps my PowerPoint
wasn't clear...

Oh, no. It was clear.
It just sucked.

Unless this is a magical
slide show that can cure us,

I don't get what you're doing
that can actually help us.

Hey, I get it. I do.

You have every reason
to be angry.

But I just want all of you to know that
you have all of our thoughts and prayers.

[derisive laughter]

I don't want that shit
unless it works.

If you can't fix us,
then just tell us.

We have too many assclowns
lying to us as it is.

Mara is right.

You politicians don't care
about us.

The only people
who care about us is us.

- [all shouting agreement]
- Quakers! Yeah, baby!

Quakers! Quakers!
Quakers! Quakers!

Quakers! Quakers!
Quakers! Quak...

["Bye Bye Love"
by Tampa for Big John playing]

["Bye Bye Love" continues]

[screaming]

[no audible dialogue]

["Bye Bye Love" continues]

Go fuck yourself.

["Bye Bye Love" continues]

["Bye Bye Love" continues]

Mom.

Whoo!

[laughing] Yes!

Wait. Where are all
the Christmas decorations?

I don't think people felt very
festive this year, you know.

Oh!

- Yeah.
- Bummer.

[gasps]

Oh, my God!
You got a tree!

We got a tree!

Oh, my God!
This is so cool!

A real one too.
Not one of those fake ones.

We gotta put some more
ornaments on this thing.

I'm gonna go get changed.
I'm gonna go get changed. Wait right here.

I'm home!

- [door opens]
- Room!

Are they really gonna call
the pill the Snooze Button?

That's what that Dr. Rolanda
lady said on the news.

Oh, yeah. I know her.
She's pretty professional.

For a bitch.

She can call it whatever she
wants as long as it works.

True that.

That is a sweet tree.

Hey.

[imitates explosion]

This feels like a trap.

We know you smoke pot.
You're terrible at hiding it.

- No, I'm not.
- Yes, you are.

Just let him be
the cool dad.

You're busted.
I'm just joking.

Come on.

Is this what
adulthood is like?

Yeah.

It's like this, except with more
anxiety and complete terror.

We just gotta get you
through graduation.

Everyone keeps saying that.
You really think that's the winner?

I gotta think something.

Sick tree!

I don't think I've ever been
in a girl's room before.

I mean,
one that I've dated.

Well, I guess you can
tick that off your bucket list.

Also, I got you a present.

No! I haven't had time
to get you one.

What?

[chuckles] What is it?

It's my body...

in a sexual situation.

Oh. [nervous chuckle]

Never gotten that
before.

- [exclaims]
- Oh, you okay?

Can I tell you something?

Yeah.

I'm just so glad I didn't
explode all over you.

I just kept thinking,
please don't explode.

Please don't explode.

- You guys have it so tough.
- So tough.

I really like you.

I really like you too.

Do you think
we're safe now?

I don't know.
I hope so.

I say we just stick to the
plan, go back to school

and take it
one day at a time.

What?

- What to what?
- The school part.

You didn't hear?

No!

[Tess] Come on. Go!

Move! Come on!

Move!

All the other classes are
meeting at the community center

so they don't catch
our disease.

Why?

It could be worse.

- How?
- We could be like Katelyn.

[Spiros] Katelyn wasn't the
first person I saw blow up.

When I was stationed,

I saw a buddy of mine, Mark
Jensen, step on a land mine.

No goodbyes,
no last words.

Just... that's it.

That was it.

I'm not about to sit here and tell
you that everything is gonna be okay,

because that's bullshit.

I mean, I don't know.

But I do know that
I will help you graduate.

- That sound good?
- [students] Yeah.

Yeah?

Cole.

Can I get
a bathroom pass?

Just go, man.

[shouts] Ooh!

[shouts]

[sighs]

You're not gonna abduct us
again, are you?

Firstly, I never did that.

Secondly, no.

We're really confident
that the Snooze...

Don't say it.

Snooze Button.

Fuck.

What do you have
against it?

- Literally just the name.
- Okay. What would you call it?

I don't know.
Something sciencey.

It has a sciencey name
that nobody remembers.

Why? 'Cause it's a dozen syllables long.
Hence, the nickname.

Thank you so much for FBI-splaining
the concept of nicknames to me.

You're welcome. Now get out of here.
You're healthy.

Why are you still here?

In my office?
'Cause I work here.

No, like, if you think
it's all done and cured,

why are you still here?

There are a dozen grunts that
can take my blood pressure.

You have a badge.

Everyone here has a badge.

You don't think
it's done, do you?

You know what they say.
Hope for the best...

Prepare for the worst!

[chuckles]
Is that a sex thing?

No. But maybe. Ready?

- Yeah.
- You're good. Just go forward.

Am I gonna hurt myself?

You probably will,
but it won't be my fault.

- What are you doing?
- I don't know. I'm just scared.

- Why are you scared?
- I don't know.

- I'm so trustworthy.
- I'm so nervous.

It's okay.

But you need to be careful
'cause this is a dangerous place.

Okay. Wait, what does that mean?
What does that mean?

What am I
getting myself into?

Stand right here. Ready?
And now you're gonna twirl.

- One, two, three.
- This is fun. I like this.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Are you ready?
- No.

Okay, I'm ready.

Were you prepared?

No.

I was like, what should I get my boy
toy for Valentine's-slash-his birthday?

And I thought,
he had it so tough when he was a kid,

he would dance by himself
in a barn to '80s music.

["And We Danced"
by the Hooters playing]

So, maybe he'd like to know
he wasn't by himself anymore.

- This is cool.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

Thanks, Mara.

[both chuckle]

["And We Danced"
continues playing]

[Mara laughs]

[both chattering]

Can we talk
about something?

You're pregnant.

I am. It's triplets.

- [gasps] My seed is mighty!
- It is.

- Okay. Go on.
- Uh, okay. Um...

What happens
after we graduate?

You mean, like, with us?

Yeah.

I actually haven't thought
that far ahead.

- I know it's silly, but...
- I know I want to be with you.

Yeah?

Yeah. I mean...

You're, like, the best thing to come
out of spontaneous combustions for me.

- The very best?
- The very best.

- I love you.
- Fuck!

[gasps]

- You can't say that!
- I'm so sorry!

You can't say that!

- Are you kidding me?
- I'm sorry. I screwed that up.

- Yeah, you did!
- Oh, my God!

- Say it to me later on, okay?
- No.

Okay. Yeah, I'll say it.
[chuckles]

[laughs]

["And We Danced"
continues playing]

Hey. Um...

Maybe this summer,
we can just drive around for a while.

I'd like that.

If we're not
fleshy dead bits.

If we're not
fleshy dead bits.

[song continues, ends]

- [pop ballad plays]
- Have you heard of the infinite monkey theorem?

No, but I'm way into
how that sounds.

It's the idea of, like,
if you have infinite monkeys

and you give them
all infinite typewriters

and an infinite amount of time,
they'll write Shakespeare.

The word "Shakespeare"?

No, like,
a full play of his.

Sound like pretentious
fucking monkeys.

- Stop.
- Can't they write something else?

They'll literally write every book
ever written, because they can't not.

- They can't... not.
- Mm-hmm.

I think about this
a lot.

Okay.

I think it helps explain
what's happening.

You think monkeys are writing
books that make us explode?

No, the idea that because
you can't say with certainty

that something
won't happen,

then eventually it has to
happen, like the Big Bang.

I like my idea about evil
monkeys writing plays better.

This is taking forever,
isn't it?

I don't think
she's coming.

No one's ever been
scared of me before.

Let's go somewhere else.

No. This is where we go.

This is our spot.
This is our thing.

I know. But maybe
it's not our thing anymore.

Whatever.

The last thing I want is for you
to feel like science fair projects.

Because of your help,
the CDC and the FDA

have been working around
the clock with Washington

to make the Snooze Button available
over the counter to all Americans.

So, what is
the Snooze Button?

For starters, it's not,
sadly, a cure, but it is...

a treatment.

Give you an example.

Sometimes you're typing
on your computer

and, out of nowhere,
it turns off, crashes.

When that happens to us,
we're not so lucky.

- Can I get a volunteer?
- [man] Yeah.

[Dr. Rolanda] Steve, great.
Come on up.

[students cheer]

Okay. Yes.

- This is for our bros.
- [students] Yeah!

- [students cheer, whistle]
- Okay. Steve.

- Can I get you to pat your head, please?
- That's it?

Can you rub your belly?

[Steve] Yeah, come on.

Okay, stand on one foot.

Jump up and down.

This is bullshit.

[gasping]

[student] Run!

[panicked screaming]

Mara! Come on, get up.
Come on.

- [explosion]
- [screaming continues]

[explosion]

- Mara!
- Tess!

[explosion]

[gasping]

Come on.

- [explosion]
- [screaming]

[alarm bell ringing]

[explosion]

Open the door!

[screaming, clamoring]

[Dylan] Mara! Mara!

Come on.
This way is faster.

- What the fuck is happening?
- They were wrong. They were...

[groans]

We need you...

[gasping]

[gasping continues]

[Dylan] Mara!

[whimpering, crying]

Are you okay?

No. Are you?

I'm just glad
you're still here.

[no audible dialogue]

[Mara] A fragment of his
jawbone hit my forehead.

I never felt it.

Mara! Mara!

I never felt anything.

Okay.

Oh, my God.

Hey.

All I remember
is wanting to die.

Honey?

Um, Dylan's mom called
for you.

She just wanted to see
how you were doing.

[Tess] Mara,
can you open the door?

Please.

Mara, I just want to
make sure that you're okay.

[laughing, exclaiming on video]

[Dylan] Oh, my God.

All right,
you're gonna need vodka,

dry vermouth,

grenadine and ice.

Mix three parts vodka...

with one part vermouth.

Fill with ice...

and stir...

before pouring
into a martini glass.

Okay. And then,
with the grenadine,

you're gonna basically pour the entire
fucking bottle into the martini.

And now you have my brand-new
cocktail, which I've called,

"All of My Friends
and Boyfriend Are Dead."

[sighs]

Well, I have a couple
of questions.

Oh. Okay, but hold on.

No, please don't.

- You can have the next one.
- Okay.

- I'm not equipped to deal with this.
- I know, right?

But I've literally found one thing
that makes that feeling go away.

What is it?

[whispers] Alcohol.

Shh.

- Why are you whispering?
- 'Cause it's a secret.

'Cause I'm underage.

Don't tell anyone, though.

[humming drunkenly]

[gasps] Tessy!

Mara.

Tessy!
Let's go fuck shit up.

- How did you get here?
- I walked, yo.

- That's, like, ten miles.
- I know.

I'm fucking Wonder Woman.

Come on.
Let's go do something.

Let's go throw water balloons
full of red paint at kids.

Mara.

No.
We have to go to school.

Oh! Fuck school!

No! I can't fuck school!

I need to get the fuck
out of here!

And what happened to Dylan, it sucks.
It really fucking sucks. And I'm sorry.

But people have been dying
for seven fucking months.

I'm losing my mind.
I don't want to die.

Well...

then don't die.

- Easy.
- No.

Stop being a bitch.
Help me out.

I can't help you
the way you want me to.

How do I want you to?

You want to stop existing until
you actually stop existing.

- What's with the van?
- They don't want us driving anymore.

Just come hang
with me instead.

If you don't, I'll never get a
beach house with you, ever. Ever.

As if we're going to live
that long anyway.

I fucking hate you!

["I'll Believe In Anything"
by Wolf Parade playing]

[song continues playing]

[song continues, fades]

- [door chimes]
- Oh, fuck.

- [chiming]
- Fuck. [groans]

What's up?

Oh, fuck... [groans]

[chuckles]

Hey,
it's like a metaphor.

- Mara.
- What? Are you gonna arrest me?

No, I just came by
to see if you needed help.

Here. Have a drink.

[alarm blaring]

What the fuck?

An agent's car?

It was funny
at the time.

Oh, it was funny?
What time was it funny?

- Like, 4:00.
- That's not what I fucking meant.

No shit, Dad.

- [mother] Are you still drunk?
- One thousand percent.

Where do you
even get alcohol?

Besides here? I steal it.

Why would you
tell me that?

'Cause you asked and I'm
drunk, so why would I lie?

To make us
feel better.

That's all you care about.

I've heard you call people
about "helping" me.

We've called them in front of you.
We only care about you.

Why do you think we're
applying to all these colleges?

I don't want to go
to any fucking colleges.

I don't give a fuck what you
do as long as you're alive.

That is what's gonna
make us feel better.

Yeah? Well, I'm going to die in a
violent explosion full of blood.

Probably all over you.
Feel better?

Fuck off.

[door closes]

["Even" by Julien Baker
playing]

[song continues playing]

[song continues playing]

[song ends]

[upbeat music playing]

[upbeat music continues,
faint]

Tequila?

What kind of tequila?
No. It's okay. I'm okay.

[cell phone chimes]

Did you just send me
a beach house listing?

Maybe.

But we're never
gonna be old.

But we're already
really, really old.

I'm leaving tonight.

I need my life
to start.

Even if it's just
a few minutes long.

I hope you live forever.

Like an elf.

Elves live forever?

Unless they're murdered
or die from grief.

That's what Dylan said.

He was a nerd.

Yeah, he was all right.

I'll see you inside?

You'll always be
my best friend.

[unscrews bottle cap]

["May I Have This Dance" by
Francis and the Lights playing]

- [exclaims]
- [bottle clinking]

[song continues playing]

[people sobbing,
chattering softly]

[song continues playing]

[chuckles]

What the fuck is this?

[chuckles]
It's... It's grad.

No. It's prom.

It's-It's both.

[laughing]

That's fucking stupid.

[rock music playing,
faint]

- Becky Burke.
- [people applauding]

I just wanna say I'm sorry
for killing everyone.

- Okay. Mara, just...
- No. It's cool, man.

[sighs] I'm sorry
I'm the curse.

I always have been.
I did the math.

From Katelyn to Perry
and the Daltons...

and Dylan...

I'm the reason
why it happened.

And I don't know why.

I'm not a great person.

And I hate myself so much
for hurting everyone.

I'm so sorry.

I wish they were all here to
celebrate this dumb bullshit.

- Okay. Thank you, Mara.
- Oh, hey.

Also...

Springsteen
is really good.

I found that out
the hard way.

[microphone
feeds back]

[smattering of applause]

- Thank you, Mara.
- [sighs]

- Claire Hacklon.
- [people applauding]

It's all my fault.

I'm the curse.

I wasn't a good enough Christian,
and now Jesus is punishing me.

Boo! Sit down, whore!

- [gasps]
- [microphone feeds back]

- [sobbing]
- No, no! It's my fault!

I wanted to be top of the
class, and I think I, like,

willed all my competition
to die.

- I'm sorry.
- No. It's okay.

- I'm sorry. [sobbing]
- No. No, no, no.

[woman] It was me!
It was definitely me!

[man] I used to steal
food from the cafeteria!

[people murmuring]

I love you too, you know.

Hi...

Dylan's mom.

Hi, Mara.

Can I join you?

I'm sorry I didn't come
to the funeral.

I understand.

It's a cool headstone,
though.

He designed it.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

The first time Dylan and I
ever really hung out...

I was super sick
on shrooms...

and I saw so many of him.

And it was beautiful.

And now I can't even see
one of him.

He told me
he held your hair.

- He told you that?
- Mm-hmm.

Did you think
I was bad news bears?

No.

No, I just... I thought
you were in a lot of pain...

and didn't know
how to deal with it.

I don't know
what to do with my body.

It feels like I'm dying.

[sobbing]

I'm so scared
all the time.

Sometimes I wish I would
just die so it was over.

That's just what life
feels like sometimes.

Life fucking sucks.

It does.
It really does.

Why is this happening?

Did you hear about the man
in Florida with the sinkhole?

He was asleep in his bed
and a sinkhole opened.

His bed fell
right down into it.

His brother heard him
shouting from the next room.

He ran over and found this giant
pit where the room used to be.

He could hear his brother
screaming for help,

but it was impossible
to help him.

They never even got
his body out.

Great.

Now I have to be afraid
of sinkholes too.

[chuckles]

It's just life.

I'm sure
he didn't deserve it.

None of you
deserve this.

But deserve's
got nothing to do with it.

That's a good line.

I stole it
from Clint Eastwood.

Oh.

I think Dylan got it.

The answer, I mean.

God.

What am I supposed
to do now?

Do you want to come over
for dinner next week?

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

Are you okay?

I'm sorry.

["Fourth of July"
by Sufjan Stevens playing]

[singer vocalizing]

[song continues playing]

[Mara] After a few months,
there were no more explosions.

[song continues playing]

[Mara] Everyone left,
and we were free to leave.

It was super anticlimactic.

The man was like,
"Hey, the Snooze Button works.

We just got
that last batch wrong.

But we swear
this new batch is legit."

I think they just want to sell
me pills for the rest of my life.

[song continues playing]

You sure
this thing is safe?

I mean, compared to what?

[song continues playing]

Call us every hour.
Or even more often.

Yeah. Call us a lot.

You know,
I actually think I will.

[song continues playing]

[engine starts]

[Mara] They're gonna tear down the
school, which makes sense.

They're also going to make a memorial
for the departed, which makes less sense,

because,
let's be honest...

that sappy shit's
gonna suck.

By the end
of the school year,

31 students
in the senior class died.

[song continues playing]

I didn't die.

I guess
I'll never know why.

[pounding]

So, what did we learn?

What did we learn?

At the end of the day,
it's all a...

Fuck this shit, man.

The world is a fucking cruel piece
of shit and nothing makes sense,

and the only thing you can do
is put your middle fingers up

and be all, like,
fuck you, life!

Suck my dick!

I'm gonna be amazing
in spite of all life's shit.

I'm gonna travel the world,
I'm gonna get my bachelors of bullshit,

I'm gonna write some books

and make a low-to-minimum wage,
but do really well online.

I'll probably date
some nice boys.

I'll probably marry
a few of them.

And sometimes, late at night
when the world is quiet...

I'll tell them about Dylan

and what he meant to me,

and how I think about him
every day.

I'll probably have a bunch of kids
and be a dope mom, and then...

No, you know what? Fuck it.
I'm gonna be president.

I, Mara Carlyle...

Trump's gonna look up at me from
his gold-crusted coffin and go,

"Who the fuck is this bitch?"
And I'll tell him...

That's President Bitch
to you, motherfucker.

The Big Bang happened out of
nowhere, for no reason.

Or maybe God set it all
into motion. Who knows?

But then, like,
the dinosaurs died

because a meteor hit the Earth at
the exact worst spot imaginable.

Fuck, man.

And volcanoes erupt,
and drunk drivers drive,

and sinkholes collapse,
and sometimes people explode.

And I guess that just means
bad shit's gonna happen.

It's inevitable.

And so, here we are.

I'm gonna live the life
I want to have right now.

I'm not gonna waste time waiting for
a day that may never come for me.

So fuck it.

I'm gonna stay
at the beach house

and smoke a hookah
with my toes in the sand.

I don't know what's gonna happen next.
I hope it's cool.

All I know is
I could die any second now.

Hell, so could you.

Nothing's fair,
but it's a beautiful world,

and I'm happy
I get to be here.

If only
for a little while.

[song ends]

The fuck else
can you do?

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