Cry_Wolf

[Woman screams]

[Woman panting]

[Insects chirruping]

[Woman continues panting]

[Woman gasps]

[Woman whimpering]

[Leaves rustling]

[Swishing]

[Cell phone ringing]

[Gun clicking]

[Woman whimpers]

[Gun firing]

(announcer on radio)

In related news,

local woman Becky Roberts...

has been missing now

for more than 24 hours...

[birds chirping]

Is anyone there?

Hi.

Hi.

Where is everyone?

In the assembly.

So why aren't you?

Why aren't you?

I'm a transfer,

I just got here.

I know.

Is it that obvious?

It's a small school.

Word travels fast.

So what's the assembly for?

Major drama.

Some townie

was screwing the wrong guy

and she's gone missing.

So the police are here

to teach us

about personal safety.

Like, don't talk

to strangers.

I'm Owen.

Dodger.

That's unique.

Blame my mom,

she's a Dickens scholar.

And your dad?

Let's just say

he's not a scholar.

So where'd you come from?

England.

I meant

what was your last school?

Bradford.

Before that, Collegiate.

Webster before that.

So what'd you do?

I was dating this girl

who happened to be

the dears daughter.

Miss Allen.

Miss McNally.

Since you seem

to have skipped the assembly,

perhaps detention...

I'm sorry,

Miss McNally, is it?

Uh-huh.

I'm Owen Matthews

and this is my fault.

It's my first day

and I asked Miss Allen here...

if she could show me

the way to my dorm.

Not that I would ever set foot

in the boys' dorm.

No, just to the dorm's

front entrance.

Fine, but as soon

as you finish

showing Mr. Matthews around...

[door opening]

Make sure you contact

your RA and he'll help you...

(Dodger)

I'll do just that.

(Owen)

Thank you for your help.

I guess

you're stuck with me.

[Tougher Than It Is

by Cake playing]

[Phone ringing]

(secretary on intercom)

Mr. Matthews,

your son is on line 1.

Send him to voicemail,

Cynthia.

(Charles on voicemail)

You've reached

Charles Matthews...

I'm away from my desk

right now.

Please leave a message

and I will return

as soon as possible.

Hey, Dad, just wanted

to let you know

that I'm all settled in.

The bus worked out fine...

though it would have been nice

to have seen you

before I left.

I got a great

work-study shift...

as a teaching assistant

in the Physics Department.

And I signed up for classes.

Mostly hard sciences,

per your request.

And I just met my roommate,

Tom.

I just beat off.

(Owen)

Great guy.

Well, I guess that's it, so...

you know, give me a call

if you have some time.

[Gasping]

I hope

you washed that hand.

[Whispering]

We're sneaking out.

Good for you.

Do you want to come?

Why would I want to do that?

Dodger asked me to bring you.

(Owen)

Where are we going?

(Tom)

The old chapel,

Westlake tradition.

To do what? Bible study?

To play a game.

[Students chattering]

(Tom)

What up!

Party's here.

Over here in the locker room.

(Graham)

No, I'm glad they're here.

(Tom)

What's going on, man?

I thought you were missing,

like that townie.

(Randall)

Tom, who's your

new boyfriend?

You'll have to excuse

Randall here.

He doesn't know the difference

between a roommate

and a cellmate.

[All giggling]

Everybody, this is Owen.

Owen, this is everybody.

[Girl laughing]

Jungle Fever,

you guys want to join us?

(Lewis)

What's wrong, Graham?

Bad mood 'cause

you blew the physics test?

I don't know, Lewis.

Bad mood because

Mercedes blew

the lacrosse team?

Blow this.

I hate to be the b*tch here,

but are we going

to play or what?

Come on, Regina,

you love to be the b*tch.

All right,

everyone put your money in.

Is someone gonna tell me

how to play?

It's a lying game.

The object:

Avoid suspicion.

Manipulate your friends.

Eliminate your enemies.

Have a seat.

I'm going to secretly pick

one person in the group

to be a liar.

The wolf.

And everyone else

is a sheep.

If you can find the wolf...

and convince

the rest of the group

to vote him out...

then the money is yours.

The wolf survives,

the cash is theirs.

So how do we find the wolf?

Figure out who's lying.

Who's Dodger looking at?

I'm thinking Texas T!

What?

Dude, you will never borrow

my car again.

Then as much as I'm sure

I'm going to miss

the PT ragtop...

I thought that I heard

Tom move when Dodger...

was walking around

to mark the wolf.

All right, Randall,

that an official accusation?

And if it is?

Then you can only send home

the accused or the accuser...

but you can't win

if you don't play.

So let's vote.

That's right.

And the defense?

No, I'm not the wolf.

No, I swear to God

I'm not the wolf.

I swear on the Gold Star State

I'm not the wolf.

Come on,

are you gonna listen to me...

or are you gonna listen

to this chump here...

whose buddy list reads

like a sex-offenders registry?

What?

(Tom)

Come on!

Show of hands,

who thinks Tom's the wolf?

No!

(Regina)

You guys, come on.

No.

And Randall, our accuser?

(Tom)

Yes!

Yes!

All right.

Come on, we need one more

for the majority, guys.

One more for the majority.

O-Dog, help a brother out.

Listen, just 'cause

you're Tom's new bunk-buddy...

doesn't mean

you got to be his b*tch.

You don't really think

the angry homophobe thing...

is fooling anyone, do you?

[Boys laughing]

(Dodger)

Come on, Randall,

you know the rules.

Show the group

if you've got the mark.

Tell me I'm rich.

[Boy hooting]

No mark.

I guess

Randall's not the wolf.

Watch your back,

pretty boy.

Dude, you know

how gay you sound?

[All laughing]

Blow me, Tom.

Have a nice walk.

(Mercedes)

Bye.

(Regina)

Nighty-night, sheep boy.

(Randall)

You guys all suck!

Poor baby.

The wolf has survived.

Who wants to start round two?

Dodger felt up

the new guy.

She did ask me

to bring him here.

What a whore. Let's vote.

Hey, I believe

I'm allowed a defense.

Whenever someone lies,

they normally have a tell.

Like my new friend,

Graham, over here.

That's the most retarded thing

I've ever heard.

[All laughing]

And there it is.

Havert you guys realized

he can't open his mouth...

without taking a swig?

So?

It's empty.

[Bottle rattling]

Graham, you can't convince us

if you can't

convince yourself.

You would've noticed it

if you didn't know

each other so well.

Are we voting or what?

One vote for Owen.

And the accuser?

The new guy gets to stay

and I have to go?

I cannot wait

to go to college.

Bare it and share it,

Graham.

Have fun

with your new recruit.

He's just pissed

'cause he's fat.

I can still hear you!

[All laughing]

So was he the wolf?

(Dodger)

Money's still on the floor.

Who wants to start

round three?

All right, this is it.

It's one vote for Owen.

Who's it going to be, Lewis?

[Chuckling]

Say good night, Mercedes.

Congratulations, baby.

Tonight, you could've

gotten laid. But instead...

[unzipping]

You got f***ed.

Not bad

for your first day.

Yeah, I guess it's one way

to pay for college.

You think

you're that good?

No, it's just bored rich kids

make it so easy.

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