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F*** you! You made me...

Oh, my God!

Take that, you freak show.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God, he's not moving.

Well, it looks like he won't be sending us

any more video clips.

What the f*** did you do, Jessica?

- He was coming at you with a knife.

- It was a piece of a mirror!

Same diff. Should I have waited for him

to stab you guys?

You should be thanking me right now.

Okay, three-to-one odds he's still alive.

Or not.

Garret?

My God. He cut his own wrists.

- No.

- He didn't kill Mickey.

No, hold on. Let's take a field trip

to reality for a second.

He sent half the jacket to us, killed Mickey

and then slit his wrist in guilt.

You guys, it's not Megan.

We killed her. She's dead.

Oh, yeah? Well, he got the same message

we did. From Megan's phone.

Now do you believe me? It's Megan.

There's only one way to find out.

Oh, Jesus.

Slower, slower! Easy.

- Give me as much light as you can!

- This is it.

More slack!

Wait! The chain!

Oh, my God!

Cassidy!

- Cass!

- Cass!

Cassidy?

Cassidy, are you okay?

Yeah.

We're gonna get you

out of there, okay?

- Oh, my God, Cass!

- Sorry.

Nice, Ellie.

- Do you see Megan down there?

- What's going on, Cass?

Can you see anything?

Cass?

I see the blanket, but I don't see Megan.

- Where is everybody?

- Probably dead.

Yeah. And then the corpses

drove their cars home, idiot.

B*tch.

Bucky? Where did everybody go?

After-party at Rho Sigma Nu.

- What's that noise?

- The Jacuzzi. It overheated.

See you guys there?

I still can't get Chugs

on the phone.

Maybe Megan won't kill us.

I mean, we are sisters. Sisters for life, right?

Yeah, that ought to trump

dumping her down a mineshaft.

We cannot just leave his body at the lake.

I don't care what you guys do,

but I'm gonna go find Kyle

to make sure he's okay

and then I'm getting my stuff

and I'm getting the hell out of here,

and never looking back.

- I'm gonna shut that thing off.

- No! Wait! Don't go alone.

I'm good.

Kyle?

Kyle? Kyle? It's me! Kyle?

F***.

Oh!

Great.

Okay, drunkees, out!

Fine.

Out! Out! Out! Get out!

Oh, my gosh! What the f***?

- You're kind of sexy.

- Bye!

Come on, baby, let's go.

What's your guys' names?

Is somebody gonna turn off the music

or do I have to do everything myself?

- You okay, Ellie?

- No.

Ellie, come on,

you gotta get it together. Okay?

Finally, Chugs.

"Jess, Cass and Ellie,

I'm gonna miss the party."

No!

How come that didn't include Claire?

Oh, gosh! I can't...

Door won't open!

Hurry up, Cass!

Oh, my God!

Give me your hand, Claire.

Give me your hand!

Please, help me, please!

Claire, no!

Oh, my God! Help!

- Help!

- Claire!

Claire?

- Go, go! Go, go, go!

- What?

Kyle!

She's here. It's Megan

and she's gonna kill all of us.

It's okay. It's okay.

- Let's go. Come on, Ellie!

- Oh, my God!

Kyle?

Kyle?

Kyle!

Oh, God.

Kyle, is that you?

Kyle?

- What are you doing in my bed?

- Oh, I met the cutest boy.

- This one.

- That's my boy.

- Oh, really?

- Yes.

Awkward. Anyways, you mind giving us

a little space?

We were just kind of getting started

when you pulled up, and...

By the way, I know

you f***ed Megan's boyfriend. She told me.

- Hmm. Payback's such a b*tch.

- You're a b*tch!

Stop it!

You're such a whore!

- I'll kill you.

- She's in the house.

- Who's in the house?

- Shut the f*** up!

Stop it!

Screw this.

Mrs. Crenshaw, it's me, Jessica.

I know. You've had that

coming for four years.

I saw what you did.

We didn't mean to kill Megan.

What?

Kill Megan?

I was talking about trashing my house.

You killed my sister? You f***ing b*tch!

- Talk.

- Okay, listen. It was an accident

and we'll explain everything later,

but right now Claire is dead,

Mickey's dead, Chugs is dead

and we don't know if Megan is alive or not.

Wait. So Megan is not dead?

We don't know!

We need to get the hell out of here.

- Who else is here?

- Kyle.

- Is he in on this thing?

- No.

- Lie to me again.

- Okay, I told Kyle about Megan.

Of course, you did!

What's with this "sisters for life" crap?

Was I the only one that didn't tell anybody?

Where is Kyle?

Don't look at me.

He left as soon as he heard you coming.

Well, he, she or it

is about to get two rounds to the face.

You girls wait in Jessica's room.

And call the police.

Wow, who knew Mrs. Crenshaw

was such a badass?

Where's your phone?

Mine?

I don't know.

I think I dropped it somewhere.

Where's your phone, Ellie? Ellie!

I don't really know

where my phone is right now.

I've had kind of a crazy day.

And I don't really...

There's been a lot of sh*t

going down here.

So can you just give me a minute?

I don't understand. You're saying

that you think my sister's alive?

We don't know anything for sure, Maggie.

- Maybe she got her.

- Oh, my God! No! Megan!

- No, don't go out there.

- Wait. Wait.

What? I tried to warn her.

Come to mama.

Please don't think I'm afraid of you.

I run a house with 50 crazy b*tches.

You guys, that's coming

from the back of the house.

We can make a run for it.

You guys can do whatever you want.

I'm staying here.

If I can get to Mickey's body,

I can get his phone and we can call for help.

Okay, well, I'm going with you.

Okay, I could use your cover with the ax.

But you work with me, understand?

I don't want to turn around

and not be able to find you.

Cassidy! Seriously?

After everything we've been through?

Okay, Ellie? If you get a chance to run,

take it. Don't worry about us.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Meg?

Megan?

It's Mags.

God!

You stay the f*** away from my girls.

Megan?

You there?

Megan? Is that you?

Oh, my God.

I have to do something.

Okay, okay.

Sh*t.

Come on.

Please, God, don't let me get killed.

- Please, God, don't let me get killed.

- Stop giving him ideas.

- Okay.

- Come on.

Kyle?

What are you doing here?

When I heard you calling, I was...

I heard gunshots.

- Why are you wearing that gown?

- And why aren't you wearing any pants?

- I threw something on, because...

- You f***ed her, didn't you?

- I need you to get a hold of yourself.

- You f***ed her!

Don't tell me to calm down!

I warned you, Jessica.

You just couldn't hold it together,

could you?

Put the ax down.

Honey, I really don't want to hurt you.

What do you think you're doing?

Give me the phone!

Can't breathe.

I told you, Jessica, this can't get out.

Jessica, help me!

Help? Don't you know anything

about Jessica?

She's a power whore.

She'll do anything, as long...

As long as you keep your dick

in your pants, scumbag.

Are you crazy?

Do you have any idea

what my father is capable of?

Oh, yeah? Well, maybe

I'm f***ing the wrong guy!

- That's it.

- Cassidy! Sh*t!

- Some sister she turned out to be.

- Hey, a**hole!

Come on! Come on, come on, come on.

The window!

- Sh*t! The scaffolding.

- Well, good plan!

Come on, Jess! Cass? Let's hug it out.

Okay. Who the hell lit the house

on fire? Sh*t!

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