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Yo, first video of 2020.

This is the year of no fear.

Thank you for partying at 6020.

What's up, guys? We are leaving Utah.

I just had an amazing couple days.

No, no, no, no, no.

My name is Mario Stillwell.

But you already know that. - Oh, dude!

Two years ago, I did the unthinkable

and became the biggest YouTube influencer in the world.

I'm gonna be always posting

all my new music on feature on first.

I didn't stop there.

I decided I would create the largest social media label,

Amp Team.

I set out to find, create and sign

the internet's biggest digital media stars:

Lonnie,

Tiffany,

Hunter, Jaden,

Russell, Nico,

and my partner in crime, Janelle.

We are more than friends.

You win. - Yeah?

You get to keep my car.

No, no, no!

Oh, new car!

Hey, guys. Welcome back to my channel.

I hate you!

We are family now.

They don't know it, but they're about to get

the biggest surprise of their lives.

Come with me as we go to the next level.

Are you ready? Ready? All right, camera. Camera.

Yo, what's up, guys? -

It's Mario with the Amp Team.

Everybody's here. We're gonna show 'em the house.

They're gonna flip.

Let's go.

How are you guys today? Yo.

You're late to your own party, bro.

All right, all right.

I gotta keep you waiting a little bit.

Come on. Come on. - What is this?

This looks like the one on Fresh Prince.

No, no, no.

This house looks like it kicks that house's ass

and then takes a piss in its mouth.

Why are we here, for real?

Well, call me Fresh Prince because this is mine.

What? - What are you talking about?

I call it Amp House. - Oh.

It's, uh...

Wait, what? - ...everybody here.

Our house? - Shut up.

Are you serious? - We can do

whatever we want now.

Ball pit in the living room? Do it.

Stripper pole in your own room? Do it.

Whatever you want, we're doing it.

We're gonna make some serious cash.

I get the upstairs bedroom first.

Go, go, go! - Let's do it.

All right.

Rent here? - I don't pay rent.

You okay?

You know, this has got like a two out of ten chance

of working, right?

Yeah, well, I honestly thought

it was like one out of ten, so I'll take the chances.

Come on, bro. It's gonna be fine.

Get in. - I'm in. I'm in.

You're in the closet, by the way.

Yeah, yeah. Hell no, bro!

I got the master. -

Yo!

Couldn't have done it without you, J.

I know.

By the way, the master's actually mine, so...

No, absolutely not. No!

# B-BVB in this motherfucker

# Lot of people Only hold you down #

# Just to keep you down On the ground #

# Lotta Callin' out #

# And I got Some money to make #

# I don't know How to look back #

# Make it do fast

# I don't know how to explain

Guys, the collection completely

sold out in three minutes.

# Beyond the stars

# 'Cause snakes Are out of my lung #

# Feel for the ground

# King of the town

# I'm burning it down

# I was a fly on the wall

# But now I'm Whipping the bill #

# That's over the ground

# King of the town

# Think it's time To burn it down #

Woop, woop, bitches.

Hey, yo. What's good?

Happy birthday to me, everyone.

Never gotten to weed before.

Bon appetit. Mm.

# King of the town

# Think it's time To burn it down #

Here we go...

Subscribe to my YouTube channel.

It's Eddie Roberts here, editor with Amp House.

Today I'm going to show you guys

some of my favorite tips and tricks.

A simple effect can go a long way.

See what I mean?

# Yeah, I been a hardbody OG with narcotics #

# Ounce in the jar Bodied that #

Mario, you know I'm on the first flight

out to LA to go to the Amp-aversary.

I can't miss this for nothing, baby.

I'll let you, boy.

# I am design I am the child #

# I am a foe I am a friend #

# I am the beast I am the high #

Amp House.

Oh, yeah.

# I am the high

I don't even remember...

No fans in the house, please.

Sorry, sorry. Love you. - # I am the high

# I am the one

We did it.

We're live in 30.

Marty! Couldn't sooner?

Where's Mario?

I need someone like...

Mario?

Mario! - Are we ready?

Crazy what people like to watch, huh?

I am so sorry.

I shouldn't have come in here. - Wait.

Do you have any more?

I thought you had enough.

Let's find out.

Are we ready yet? - Drop it. Yes.

Yeah, we are. - Guys, we're ready here.

# No one can fucking Tell me what to do #

Three, two...

One year anniversary of Amp House.

Marty, come here. Come here.

# No one can fucking Tell me what to do #

# What to do

# No one can fucking Tell me what to do #

# Touch down

# What now

All right, Amp Fam. Thank you again

for an amazing Amp-aversary.

We had such an amazing time here

but it is about to get a little too wild for camera,

so I'm gonna head back there.

But as per usual, updating you on everything by liking,

comment... -

Guys, guys!

Mario! - Wait, I don't know.

Turn it off! -

A lot of my followers

are probably wondering why I haven't posted in a while and...

I've taken some time to deal with this loss.

Gonna miss you, bro.

Your videos were so dope.

RIP, Mario. It's like it was just yesterday

I was editing your first prank video.

Best times of my life. Gonna miss you, man.

Mario, man.

He was the Luigi to my Mario.

Like if I was Mario,

he would have been my Luigi.

But he's... he's Mario...

I'm the Luigi.

I miss you, man.

And, um, you know, I know this isn't how

we planned on it happening but,

um, you passing the torch demands...

something I don't take lightly.

So, I'm going to do my best for you and for, uh...

for the Amp House.

That was my best friend, you know?

We started this house basically together

and it's so hard watching everyone in the house

just miss him. Like, I miss him.

We miss him so much,

and it just isn't going to be the same without him.

Hey, guys, Amanda G here.

Guess what day it is?

It's Monday, which means Mindful Mondays.

Today I want to be super honest and talk to you all

about something I've been struggling with

for a very long time.

Thanks for joining me on the hike...

beautiful cherry...

my grandma took me in to live with her...

Grandma's making her famous...

I still get very depressed, and I get very anxious.

Wish you guys were all here with me.

# Can I take control?

Bad days and good days.

And, uh, you're able to talk to a counselor, um, and you're...

Today, we'll be surprising my grandma

with a little joyride.

Go ahead. Take it off.

Ta-da.

You recognize the car?

# Let's go

# To another coast

# Take me somewhere We can be alone #

It isn't...

It is.

I found who Abue sold it to years ago,

and now it's yours!

Amanda!

Hold on. You can see the chain, right?

All right. - Ready?

Mm-hm. - Three, two...

That passion. Earnestness.

Things that...

That pa...

The one-year ann...

Here we go. Everyone's quiet.

Ah!

That passion. Earnestness.

Qualities that Mario lived by.

On the anniversary of Mario's passing,

we're honoring him by opening the doors

to Amp House, to the next major influencer.

Someone who exudes those same qualities.

And that person, Amanda, is you.

Bullshit.

Cut. Cut. Man, I thought I told you to...

Sorry, I didn't see them.

Okay, well, see them next time.

Hey, uh, Hunter, buddy.

Um, I don't remember you making prank videos.

Is this new?

Hey.

What's going on?

This asshole is trying to pick the new member without us.

Oh.

Who is it?

Amanda G.

No way.

Wow, you gotta be joking.

Amanda G. - Janelle needs to hear this.

Janelle! - Hey, buddy.

You just can't make these huge decisions without us.

Oh, I can't?

She looks sweet.

What's wrong with her? - Yeah.

But you know, she's like, always depressed.

And that's... it's sad.

Man, she's just like...

argh.

Have you even seen any of her videos?

Because she's blown up in the past three months.

People eat that vulnerable shit up.

Are you guys not concerned about the insane amount of

followers we're losing

since...

everything with Mario?

I'm not losing followers.

I went up 100K last month.

Yeah...

we should collab.

Use Daddy's money to buy those?

No, I bought them with your mom's money actually.

I mean, mine are real, but whatever.

Ey. - Okay.

Well, no one gives a shit about your individual engagement

if we're a month out from the group sinking.

And you think

bringing in Amanda G is going to change that?

We need to rebrand.

We need somebody with a clean image.

Won't be clean here long.

Has she got her own brands?

Because I am not sharing my Nocco.

Target.

Targe?

The Targe? Ooo-la-la. She got money.

All right, all in favor?

What? - Come on.

Follow the money, not a shitty influencer.

Let's go get that 'fetti with Amanda G.

Amanda G.

Okay.

Well, on that note,

it's settled. - Whoo!

Everybody, get out. We're filmin'.

They don't want to see your faces.

Just give me a second.

Three... two.

So, the Amp House just messaged me.

Not a big deal.

I mean... We're cool.

I have no idea what this could be about.

Okay. My hands are literally shaking.

Are you ready to see this with me?

That passion. Earnestness.

Qualities that Mario lived by.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Lita, I just got recruited to live in the Amp House.

What house?

The Amp House!

It's where they all live together on top of the hills,

and they create incredible content,

and now they invited me to be a part of it.

Oh shit!

Nana, watch your language.

Oh, baby! Oh, yeah!

Wow.

What's wrong?

Uh, nothing.

Baby.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

You would be a fool to pass up on this opportunity,

and if this is what your heart is telling you to do, do it.

And you know that I'm always going to be here for you

just as long as you keep bringing Grandma

those fancy cars.

God is good.

I am so proud of you.

I'm so happy for my baby.

Hello, it's your girl Ash again

with "Real Conspiracies of the Social Kind."

This week,

the murder, yes, I said murder,

of Amp House leader Mario Stillwell.

No one,

and I mean no one, believes this was an accident.

Really, man. With this shit again?

Where do you think I get my inspiration from?

Hey, look how cute. She has a selfie stick.

Wow.

Who ordered the old-ass limo?

Thank you.

Well, we had to make a good first impression, you know?

Look at this place!

A good first impression?

What is this, a Sweet Sixteen?

Check this out.

No, no, no, no! Stop, stop, stop!

Really, guys? - What?

It's a nice little welcome gift.

Welcome to Amp House, Amanda G.

Front door, unlock.

Oh, don't be a dick, man.

Tiffany, shut up. -

So, my new roomies!

That was good.

Thank you. - Hi. Sorry.

I think I broke the house or something. I'm sorry.

Oh, no, please. It's... it's got a mind of its own.

Okay. - Hey.

Hi.

Welcome to the Amp House.

Hi. - Hello.

Hi.

How's it going? - Good.

Wow.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

My manager's calling. Let's talk soon. Yeah?

Mwah!

Yeah. - Oh, yeah.

Actually, me and J are gonna go film some content.

Yeah. - But,

uh, I actually want to talk to you later

about what type of pizza you want to eat.

Okay. What?

Ciao. - He thinks

he can judge someone by what they put on their pizza.

He doesn't think it.

I know it. It's a real thing.

Janelle, I am such a huge fan.

I think you're so creative

and I love all your fashion hacks.

And, Russell, I love...

all your videos are just totally blow my mind.

And, Lonnie, your voice, Niko's skating videos.

Marty, I mean, I... I can't believe I'm here.

I'm so excited. - Oh, pleasure.

Uh, I'd love to stay and chat,

but I have some business to attend to.

I'll see ya. - Okay.

Sure you do.

I'm sorry. Uh...

It's okay.

Hey, uh, let me give you a tour of the house.

Yeah. Cool. Thank you. - All right?

Uh, oh. I got this.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, she's dead meat.

Um... So I have to ask you. Why me?

Well, it wasn't just you. We had thousands of submissions,

but you just happened to tick every box.

All this might seem overwhelming,

but if you have any questions or anything like that,

just hit me or Janelle up.

We're kind of like the seniors of the house.

Okay, cool. 'Cause

I might just be overdosing on this house.

It's crazy. -

Oh, my God. I am so sorry. I don't know

why I said that. - Oh, no, no, no.

It's all good. It happens.

Hi.

Uh, do you guys film all the time, or...?

Yep. It's our new rule.

Oh, no, rules. What are those?

Don't worry, it's not that bad.

Um... see, rule number one.

Always be cognizant of brand placement.

Okay.

Rule number two, create content every day.

Three, if you break anything, you buy it.

Whether it's the five-dollar lamp

or the 100K Ferrari, it's on you.

Okay, those seem pretty standard.

Yeah, nothing crazy.

Four.

We have all our different individual AdSense accounts.

But if you do choose to collab, you got to pay Amp Collective.

All right. - And five...

What do you mean you lost it?

What are you talking about?

Uh, just... sorry. - Eddie.

Give me one second. - Yeah, yeah. It's okay.

Where are you going?

Dude! - Yo. What's going on?

Go find it!

Whoa, hey! Manners.

Eddie! I'm talking to you, man.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

What's going on?

He lost the footage from Milan Fashion Week.

Okay. Well, just calm down.

Yeah. Well, I don't know what to post tonight, Hunter.

Well, you still have to post. So just...

Yeah, I know I still have to post, Hunter!

You talk to him about it. - Okay, settle down.

Go take a walk. All right?

Go.

Hi, Amanda.

I'm so sorry.

Hi. - Welcome.

Thanks.

I'm sorry you had to see that. Um...

No, don't worry. Don't worry.

It's not normally like that, but, uh, um,

let's just keep it moving.

What was I saying?

Uh, rule number five.

Yes. - Yeah.

Rule number five.

Uh, the cameras, they don't stop recording.

What?

Like ever.

O-kay. I figured.

And where are the cameras exactly?

They're in all the living areas

except the bathroom and bedroom.

That's not this kind of house.

Gotcha. Okay.

Well, mine doesn't stop recording either so...

That's good.

Um, anyways, let's... - Whoo-hoo!

Oh, my God.

Hey! - Hi!

Show you the rest of the house.

Yeah. Let me grab my stuff.

This is the south wing.

Just recommend avoiding this area

so that you don't end up like Hunter.

Noted. - Yeah.

Niko and Jaden have the west.

Lovebirds are in the east,

which means that we are in the north.

Does that mean we're the good witches of the north then?

Hey, Janelle?

Don't tell anyone, but...

you're my favorite.

Um, your pieces are so original and you're so creative.

I'm just such a fan of your work. Truly.

Wow. Uh, thank you.

That's... that's very sweet, Amanda.

I mean it.

And I'm... I'm really sorry about earlier.

You know, the boys can be a little overboard

with the whole smart house thing.

Ah. No.

But... - It's fine.

Sometimes it's nice just to feel like locked down

and the windows are basically president grade, so...

Yeah.

Well, I feel pretty safe already.

Good. You wanna see your room?

Yes! - Let's go.

Let's go.

And here we are.

This is your room.

Um... not to be a super creep or anything,

but, uh...

wasn't this Mario's room?

Yeah, it was.

We just kind of kept it as a memento to him but,

let's say everyone's ready to move on.

Okay.

Oh, my God, my phone's blowing up.

Yeah, looks like Hunter posted you on the page.

It's official.

Hey, my suggestion, though, would be,

put that on airplane mode, get some rest.

Okay.

It's gonna be a long night.

Thank you... so much.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Best. Day.

Ever!

Oh, my God.

All right, you filthy animals, gear up.

All fresh.

Yoo. - No.

All right, guys. We're rolling.

Go ahead.

What's up, everybody? Amp House here.

Today, we are eating Sal's, the best pizza in town.

Whoo! Sal's pizza!

Is it gluten-free, though?

Amanda! Y'all know what time it is.

Amanda, Amanda.

What pizza are you choosing?

I usually go for the avocado and pineapple.

Oh, my God, guys, guys.

Listen, we have a Valley girl.

Proper Valley girl.

A Valley girl. - Oh, yeah.

Not the Valley.

SFV, born and raised.

All right, all right, Niko.

Hit me up

with her air sign.

Aquarius.

No way. Yeah.

Let's go! - Boom!

Come on, brother. - Wow.

Give me that one.

This one?

Do you want pepperoni? Are you cool with that?

Uh, yeah.

Hey, I wanted to ask you guys if you had

any advice for me, for the new, for the new girl.

I just said tips.

I don't know, anything you can...

that can help me. -

Nothing?

This shit ain't no different than stripping.

What the fuck? - What?

No, I'm... I'm fully serious.

Y'all up here laughing.

I'm listening now. - Yeah.

Listen, listen, listen.

Let him talk. Let him talk.

Look. Everyone loves you.

The money comes quick and fast but you gotta have

an exit plan,

or you'll end up being old as shit,

showing your ass for a couple of bucks.

Stripping. - Oooh.

Okay. - Yeah, I know.

So, what's your exit plan then?

Well, my album drops in May.

You said that last May.

He's got an OnlyFans page.

Hater.

And...

what about everybody else?

These gentlemen right here, upstanding citizens,

are going to be the real househusbands of Instagram.

Hey, guys, did you see the Mario post today?

Maybe we should say something.

Yeah. That'd be smart.

Um... - Yeah, can you

repost something for us, please?

I'm eating.

Anything for you. - I love you.

Sweet.

Bye.

Thanks, bro. - Oh, shit. No filming.

That makes it easier. - What?

Wait, where's Russell?

Probably watching porn.

No. - Oh, yeah.

Right on your bed.

That's what he's normally doing.

No. - It's fine.

There he is.

Pussies!

Really cute.

Hey, Russie.

You doin', motherfucker.

Oh, oh, oh.

And just when I thought

you guys couldn't get any more mature.

Yeah.

Good job. Well done.

Not funny, Russell.

Okay, that is crossing the line.

Wait, is he okay?

What the fuck's he doing?

Wait, is he okay?

Oh, my God! Should we go...?

He's fine. He's fine.

He just does fucking pranks all the time.

He pretended to jump off the roof earlier.

On Mario's day, though? He's an idiot.

When he gets out of the pool, I'm gonna kick his ass.

Russell.

I hope you drown, man.

Jaden? Look, man.

If I see one more frickin' video

of you and your stupid car,

I'm gonna drive myself off a frickin' cliff, bro.

Are you dropping us? - Step up your game.

Think of something new.

Hey, yo, yo. Don't touch me.

Niko! Your content from last week

is absolute fucking crap.

You think this is fucking funny?

Make money, not fucking do tricks.

actually gonna watch.

Look at that.

Why do I already know he's upset by this filter?

Hey, I'm gonna go check on him.

No, no. You'll be wasting your time.

He can drown for all I care.

What? - Edit that out.

Russell? - Will you please stop?

Russell? - Can you just...?

You look great.

Guys! Guys! Guys! Call 911.

Oh my God. He's not moving! Call 911.

Go check on her ass.

He's gettin' better at his pranks.

Oh, my God. I can't reach him.

What the...?

I don't think he's breathing.

Hey. - Oh, my God.

Zoom in on this for the brand deal.

Move your hair. - Is it okay?

Who's going to clean this up?

We should make Russell clean this up.

Marty.

No, Marty already made a post.

Come on, bro.

Get him. Get him. Watch out. Watch out.

Oh, my God.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my God, you guys. Did you get this DM?

Check your phone. Check your phone.

I get a lot of DMs.

I know, Jaden.

Is this for real?

Can someone please explain to me

what the hell is going on?

"Hello Amp Fam.

It's your biggest fan!

I've been following you guys for a long time,

and I got to say...

you guys are an interesting bunch."

Russell's brains are getting good.

This shit is crazy.

Shut up.

"Backstabbing,

cheating, lying, all for likes."

"So tonight, darkness will be brought to light.

"The rules: No blocking me, no calling the cops,

"and never stop recording.

Got it?"

"Penalty for breaking the rules:

Death."

Bullshit.

What are you doing?

Call Mom.

Whoa, my God! - Oh, my God!

The house, switched to lock mode.

So, Mario, you think my video is a...

lame fake, huh?

Hey, what's up? Hey.

Look at this.

Are you hearing this? - Hey, play something better.

Oh, yeah. - I don't know.

This is my song. This is my song.

Ey!

Russell drugged Mario?

Let's go!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

So Mario, you think my...

Oh, God!

Check your phone. - Eddie's dead?

God! Oh, my God. - The hell with this!

Oh, my God.

Jaden, unlock this goddamn door.

The system's not responding.

What?

You just had to install this stupid

Gen-Z smartphone bullshit.

Open the door now.

Unlock front door. - Jaden?

Tiffany, shut up.

Guys!

Just calm down.

Yo, check the doors upstairs.

Don't panic.

Oh.

Oh, shit.

Yo, is there anything up there?

No, nothing.

Okay, guys.

Listen, we just need to all calm down. Please.

The windows are locked, too.

Guys.

What?! What?! What's going on?

Jaden!

Oh, my God. - What is it?

Russell's body is gone.

Jaden!

Here!

Niko!

What? What?!

What is it?

What happened?

There's a message. - Speak.

Okay, okay.

"You've each had a hand in Mario's death.

"You each have secrets you're hiding from others.

"So today, on the anniversary of Mario's passing,

we're gonna be honest with each other."

Turn that shit off.

I... I don't think I should.

What's happening?

My camera's not working.

Nothing's working.

This is it for Russell. I want him out by tonight.

What are you talking about?

We saw him in the pool. - Yes.

What, and then he magically disappeared?

This is definitely him.

All right. Hey.

No, no one... no one play by his game, all right?

What if it's not him?

Come on. Now! - Wait. No, no, no, no.

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Stop.

I don't have any... - Hey.

It's okay. I'll catch up to you.

I'll be fine. -

I'll find something else, okay? -

Okay, go. - Not a chance.

Marty, get out of here.

First.

Here goes nothing.

Jaden!

Oh.

Oh, sh...

What the hell?

This definitely wasn't Russell.

Jaden! Ja...

Oh, God!

Stay out there. Don't come in. Don't come in.

Don't come in.

Check his pulse. - What do you mean?

Don't touch him. Don't touch him.

Don't touch him. Just stay outside. Don't!

Oh, my God. It's everyone's shit.

That's Mario's ring! - How do you even know?

Because I bought it.

Those are my chains.

Who gives a shit?

Niko, don't. Don't.

Come on. - No, no, no. Hey, J!

Hey, J! Here you go. Come on.

Someone call 911!

Our phones aren't working.

leave him. Just leave him.

We can't just leave him. What are you talking about?

This doesn't make any sense. He won!

What?

Shit. - Oh, God. Oh, my God.

All right, everyone get out now.

Wait, what? - Out!

Come on. Let's go.

Get off me. - Come on!

Do you still think it's Russell?

We're getting picked off one by one.

Someone's here.

I have an idea.

Come on, come on. I have an idea.

Yo, where are you going?

I don't know why I didn't think of it sooner.

See? O-our phones, the... they can't contact the world

because of some blocker

or something, right? - Oh, my gosh.

The security system. Yes, Lonnie, that's genius.

Right.

And there we go.

Oh, God.

Ah!

Hello, welcome to AAF Security. We are here for

all your home security needs.

Operator? Operator, call 911.

Our systems have kept people safe

all around the world since 1987.

Just call 911!

Thank you. Log in on your account.

The account belonging to Amp Collective LLC

has been deactivated.

To reinstate your account,

please call our toll-free number

during normal business hours.

If you are in immediate need of assistance,

please dial 911.

Goodbye.

The posts...

the videos, and now the security's canceled?

Yeah, kind of feels like an inside job.

Wait, you mean, as in one of us?

We've all been here together the whole time.

Eddie's dead.

You. - Huh?

You have access to all the footage.

Are you crazy? I've been here

the whole time too. - Yeah, well, well, well.

How is this guy getting all this shit?

All right? I sure as hell didn't give him.

All right, bro. Losing it.

Hey, what's wrong now?

Thermostat's broken.

It's really hot in here.

Yeah, it's been getting hot.

All right. I'll be back.

Well, at least I was trying.

All right. Well, my ears are ringing now.

Are you even trying to fix the thermostat,

because it's like 80 degrees... - What were you doing?!

What were you doing?! - Shut up!

Grab some water.

Thank you.

Hey, Marty. Here.

What do you think they want?

To humiliate us?

Dying is a lot more than humiliating.

Oh, well.

It seems like whoever's doing this just wants the truth.

So, if you guys want to come out and say

whatever you need to say, you know,

that'll be really helpful.

Yo...

Yo?

No, no, no. G-guys, don't watch that.

Oh, my God.

No, that's too much.

No, no. Don't pick a question for me.

You won.

I'll give you a wager.

You outdrink me, I'll give you my car.

Inspiration, right?

I hear that.

Well, I quit. Please stop.

Come on.

Let's go. Come on, Mario.

See, I knew you're a pussy.

You know what? I should be running the Amp House.

Not you.

Drink.

All right, Mario.

You have a good night. -

I'm sorry.

I thought we were just having fun, you know?

You guys know how Mario was, right?

Oh, stop it!

Go to hell. All of you, go to hell!

Janelle? - No! Don't touch me! Okay?

Drugging Mario, stealing all of his stuff,

and now this? What's next? Huh?

Did you guys all want him dead?!

If I could take it back, I would.

All right?

I'm sorry, guys.

Okay? I mean...

you guys are like the only family I got.

Whatever. - No, I'm serious.

I... I love you all.

You know, this is what the killer wants.

He wants us to argue and bicker and to separate.

Janelle? Are you okay?

Guys? Guys?!

I'll come back. I'll come back.

Yes. Yes.

I'll come back.

Yeah, sorry.

I'll come back for you guys.

Guys?

Hey.

Hey. Are you okay?

Oh, thank God.

Hey. Janelle? Marty?

Are you guys okay? - What happened?

Oh, my God.

Tiffany?

Come on. Come on.

Tiff?

Janelle, are you okay?

Oh, my God. What just happened?

Ugh. There was something in that water.

Oh, my God. - Damn it, Niko.

Where is Niko?

Oh, shit.

Babe, wait.

Just...

I'm scared.

Wait, wait, wait.

Is that...?

Go, go!

God!

Oh, my God!

It's okay.

Shit.

Come on.

Let's go. Come on, Mario!

Oh, my God, it's worse the second time.

When this is gonna stop?

Yo, whoever you are...

you're trying to make a point?

Okay, we're terrible people. We get it. Is that it?

Is that all you want?

Because... because that's it, man.

Get it? That's it. That's what you want?

What's next? What else do you want?

Show yourself! I'm not afraid of you.

# I'm half crazy all For the love of you #

Ah-ha-ha-ha, dude!

Turn it off, man.

Turn it off, Lonnie.

God!

Turn that off! Turn it off!

It's not working.

Oh, it's not working.

God!

# I can't afford a carriage

# But you'll look

# Sweet upon the seat

# Of a...

Ugh! God.

What does this mean?

What does this mean?

You know, maybe... maybe the only way

out of this hell game is... is if we lose it.

You know, think about it.

Everything that's happened is because

something's been hidden.

And it all comes down to Mario.

Well, what else could there possibly be?

I have no secret grudges against Mario.

Me neither.

Me neither.

Yeah, me neither.

Hunter, come on.

What?

You think because I don't always get along with him that...

that I'm the killer?

I'm not saying you're the killer,

but maybe, I don't know, a target.

You guys did fight all the time.

Tiffany...

Tiffany, I know you've dated him

or whatever, but,

I'd appreciate it if you just

have my back sometimes. Okay?

Because I didn't... I didn't...

I didn't...

He was my friend, all right?

And... and... and... and I'm...

I'm not perfect, so shoot me,

but I don't have anything to hide.

Look, Mario wasn't perfect either, all right?

Excuse me?

I... I'm just saying.

Look, what happened to him was awful.

But he hid deals,

lied to our faces,

was a dick to you, Tiff.

And he overdosed on who knows what?

I mean...

Are we still sure that he overdosed?

What do you mean?

Do we really think it was an accident? Still?

Of course it was an accident.

I... look, I don't... I don't know.

It's... I don't know.

Friend or foe? It's who you know.

Friend or foe.

It's who you know.

What are you mumbling about?

Guys, I think...

I think they're confirming that...

that one of us is the killer.

What?

Look, if that were true,

why would the killer expose themself?

It doesn't make any sense,

because we've been in the same room the whole time.

I mean, have we?

Yes, we have!

There's no way any of us...

Oh, my God. Here it is.

What?

Let's get this shit over with.

Marty, here.

Amanda.

Nice pics, Hunter.

Shut up.

Hey.

What?

What?

What is it?

What?

Grab her, Lonnie. - What?

What are you do...?

Marty. What are you do...?

What are you doing, Hunter?

What are you doing?

What?!

Got selfies, just normal shit, you know?

You and your abuelita.

And then what? Videos?

All these videos on your phone of Niko!

What?! - Of Russell.

Of Jaden.

No. No, no, no. It wasn't me.

You didn't think we'd notice?

It wasn't me. Wait, wait.

I convinced everyone in this house

to let you here. And you do this! Huh?!

Can we...? Maybe we just take a second.

No, no, no. Let her explain.

You think we're stupid? - I think...

think the killer wants you to think

that it's me but it's not.

I promise.

Why don't you believe me?

Why?

Amanda!

Hey, hey, hey.

Hunter, hold on.

Relax. Okay?

I just want to talk.

Me, too. Let's talk.

I didn't do it. I didn't do it.

Hunter! Come on!

Listen to me. - Open up!

Okay? It wasn't me. It wasn't me.

How long you've been doing this? Huh?

Listen to me.

Listen to me. - How long? Huh?!

Please listen!

Don't hurt her! Don't do this!

Get off me.

Tell me! Huh?!

Hunter.

What did you do?!

Shit, Hunter. - Is she dead?!

Amanda?! - Out...out the window.

Amanda?!

The killer... - What did you do?!

There's nothing we can do now.

We need to get away from Hunter.

No. Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Hold on. I saw the killer outside.

He was wearing Mario's mask.

Shut up!

Hunter, after everything? Shut up!

It's not what it looks like.

You have to believe me. - What is it then?

You have to believe me.

It's over.

How are we gonna trust you?

I can prove it, okay?

Just come with me.

What? Where?

Eddie's room.

I'm trying to show the cameras from outside.

What is it?

There.

That's Mario's mask. - Uh-huh.

How d... how did they get it?

Didn't we get rid of it?

And who is this guy?

I-is it just like an obsessed fan or something?

I can't look at this shit anymore.

Tiffany, will you just calm down a second?

No, no, no.

I'm not gonna calm down, Hunter. No!

I mean, first Mario and then... and then Russell

and then Jaden and then Niko, and then Amanda?

Like no. I'm not gonna fucking calm down.

And Eddie. - Clearly one of us is next!

Oh!

Oh, God!

I'm so sick of getting these messages.

Oh, God!

Let's play Truth or False. Five questions.

Everyone takes turns.

Three right answers, the doors unlock.

No strings attached,

however, three wrong answers and...

All right, yeah, we get the point.

Let's just do it. - Any answer outside truth

or false or not asking the question

will result in a, we all know.

So we can get out of here? Yeah.

All right. All right. All right.

Let's go. All right.

Answer the questions, we're done.

Yes. - Ready?

Yes, come on. - Go.

Fuck, mine! - All right. All right.

Just true or false?

Um, all of... all of Lonnie's subscribers are real.

Well, I mean, that's false.

I'm not you, asshole.

Shit! - Come on.

Uh...

Who's up? - True or false:

Janelle makes all of her own clothes.

True.

What?

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my God.

Whoo.

Hi, Janelle. Uh, first,

I love you and your work.

I mean, you're truly inspiring.

What is this now?

But I had a question

about one of your designs though.

It looks kind of like one I designed a couple years ago.

I heard great minds think alike.

So, I mean, maybe we're just like on the same level.

So yeah, get back to me, okay?

I'm Richard again.

Just wanted to see if you got my previous DMs.

This is the third design of mine I've seen on your site, Janelle.

Answer me or else!

Last chance, or I start exposing to people.

Damn.

I mean, at this point,

we might as well just turn ourselves in. Like...

True or false: The day Mario died,

Hunter threatened to leave the house.

True.

You think you're somebody now, huh?

Well, guess what, bro?!

You had nothing before me, man. Nothing.

I gave you everything you got.

And now you're gonna do this to me?!

Come on, bro. Come on, bro.

You got nothing!

Nothing! - Hey! Hey!

...kill you!

Babe, babe. That's not the full story.

Were you going to tell me?

What'd you want me to do?

I was tired and I wanted out.

Okay, the plan was for me...

To take his girlfriend after he died?

Lonnie.

They weren't officially together, Lonnie.

You keep telling yourself that.

Hey, guys, I can speak for myself.

I swear to God, bro,

if you get into my shit one more time...

What?

Look, I ain't afraid of yo' Conor McGregor-looking ass.

All right? - Okay, okay, okay.

Enough! Enough!

We do not have time for all of this.

We can't get another wrong answer.

Enough!

And there we have another one.

True or false:

Lonnie's in love with another Amp House member...

True.

True or false:

Hunter and Tiffany are faithful to each other.

All right. True.

We're good.

I know I've never cheated.

What?

No, no, no, no!

Stop! Turn this off! This is an invasion of privacy.

No, no. Hunter, look, I can explain, okay?

This is not what it looks like.

It's... it's not what it looks like.

Hunter?

I sw... I swear.

Hunter, don't do this. Please.

Come on.

You son of a bitch!

No, Hunter.

What are you doing? Gonna help? Come on!

Fuck! - Stop!

Stop! - Hunter, stop it!

Knock it off!

Go to hell.

Guys? Guys?

Where's Tiffany?

Tiff?

Tiffany.

Tiff?

True love's kiss,

the only way to keep Cinderella from turning into a pumpkin.

Time is running out.

What does that mean?

We have to find her.

Come on.

Hunter? Hunter, look.

I know people, people make mistakes.

We can't even deal with that right now.

We need to go.

Go find her.

Come on. I know you love her.

We cannot leave her like this.

We need you.

Come on.

Come on.

Guys? Guys, I found her.

She's in the bathroom. Hurry up!

Tiffany! Hey!

Tiffany, what is going on?

Tiffany?

True kiss.

What was that?

Fuck. Mm.

Where is he?

Tiff? Tiffany!

Oh, my God.

Hunter.

Tiffany!

We can't stay here... Let's go!

Come on.

Guys, guys. I think I know who the killer is.

Guys!

Th... the body. The body.

We never saw the body

despite some crazy and I could be wrong.

But what if the killer really is...

What?

What are you waiting...?

No, no, no, no.

Hunter, come on.

Let's try the back door or something. Please.

It doesn't even matter

because we're the only ones left!

This is the final lap.

No more games.

What will you do for your freedom?

Only one will remain.

What does yours say?

What? What does yours say?

To expose your deepest, darkest secret.

Same.

Hunter...

No, come on.

Janelle. -

Stay away from me.

What are you doing? - Stay away from me,

or I will post this.

Are you crazy?

What? Why are you whispering?

Sshh.

Let's figure this out first.

Why, so you can post it first?

No, I'm just trying to make a plan.

No, I don't wanna talk to you, Hunter!

I don't wanna make a plan with you.

I don't trust you.

I'm not the enemy.

What, do you wanna ruin each other's images?

Just so he can kill us?

You think that's a better plan?

Let's think first.

You're right.

God, he's manipulated us at every single turn.

You and Amanda, I...

what do we do?

Let's just make sure he's the one who loses.

This way.

Hunter!

Janelle!

Eddie?

Marty was right.

We never saw his body.

Hunter!

Janelle!

You guys do know I have

security cameras everywhere, right?

Suit yourselves.

"All be a family," y'all said.

"We'll all get rich and famous," Mario said.

Yet, here I am, stuck in black.

Even Marty Mister Stockholm syndrome himself,

I think, is better.

But since none of y'all posted,

guess we're gonna have to do this old school

and take a vote.

Gotcha.

Hey, hey. Stay here.

Hey, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.

Don't. Drop it!

Hey, hey. Look, look, look.

Okay?

It's working, huh?

That's what you wanted, right?

The truth is out there.

Just let her go, man.

You happy?

Just... let her go.

Just let her go, man.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Hah!

Finally.

You're telling me.

Hey, Hunter.

You know, honestly,

I think some congratulations are in order

just because I didn't think

you could honestly last this long.

What are you doing?

You'll get what you deserve.

Don't you worry.

Do you guys know that you guys would be

like completely homeless if it weren't for me?

Especially you, Hunter, with what you consider content.

Back in your podunk town,

I wish I could see it now.

You'll get what you deserve

because you all took advantage of me,

the same way Mario did, the same way you did with Eddie.

So I borrowed some of my inspiration.

So what?

I am the one who came up with every goddamn original idea

that's ever come out of this house,

including the one that made it.

And, of course, Mario just had to swoop in

and take all the credit and the profit.

My God.

You know, a little arsenic can go a long way but I just,

I-I couldn't have any of these assumptions running around.

If you think of my mentions.

But it's fine.

It's fine.

I got to come up with this elaborate plan,

and all I had to do was find someone

who hated all of you as much as I hated Mario.

And after everything I did for that jerk,

he wanted to kick me out.

Me!

You know, I bought him this costume.

We were supposed to be a team!

Is it time?

I signaled the cops a couple minutes ago.

Yeah.

Be sure to drop off the gloves and jacket too.

Yes.

Hmm.

Hey, you're cutting from when

Hunter attacks me to

getting revenge on Lonnie,

and then kills Amanda.

Out... out the window. - Right?

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay, this is taking too long.

What do you want to do?

I don't know.

Knife.

Hm.

Bye, Hunter.

I just got to delete a couple clips.

You know, anything that shows Hunter with the killer.

Yeah. Yeah, that's smart.

We also need to sell this, so...

Wait!

Camera's set.

Now that's an exit plan.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Janelle, are you okay?

Police. Open up.

Open up!

I'm sorry.

Hunter.

What... what happened?

Sir, turn that camera off!

# All white horse

# But you'll still try to Knock me down #

# Golden doors

# But you'll still Want to sneak around #

# It's yours

# It's always been yours

# But who am I to say It's always been yours #

# We fall apart

# Every time they tell you They don't understand #

# We fall apart

# Every time you speak

# Please someone gets your man #

# I don't wanna fake it

# Wipe that smile Of your face it's #

# Fake and you're outdated

# I just wanna make you famous

# I own your body Own your mind #

# Own your soul

# Do your hair how I want

# Because that is how I roll

# Sign this and sign that

# See I'm the man in charge

# Wish that we'd bow At your feet #

# But tell me Who made you a god #

# So tell me why

# Why'd you go and tell us That the band would never blow #

# Why'd you trust a label just To tell you what you know #

# Why'd you turn your back on All the people that you know #

# We'll never know

# Never know Never know #

# All white horse

# But you'll still try to Knock me down #

# Golden doors

# But you'll still Want to sneak around #

# It's yours It's always been yours #

# But who am I to say It's always been yours #

# We fall apart

# Every time they tell you They don't understand #

# We fall apart

# Every time you speak

# Please someone Gets your man #

# I don't wanna fake it

# Wipe that smile Off your face it's #

# Fake and you're outdated

# I just wanna Make you famous #

# I don't wanna fake it

# Wipe that smile Off your face its #

# Fake and you're outdated

# I just wanna make you

# Famous

# Ooo

# We fall apart

# Every time they tell you They don't understand #

# We fall apart

# Every time you speak

# Please someone gets your man

# I don't wanna fake it

# Wipe that smile Off your face it's #

# Fake and you're outdated

# I just wanna make you

# Famous