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Thank you.
- You good? - Yeah, I'm good.
All right, once we hop this fence,
we are officially fucking with that yellow snake.
Let's go.
Whoa.
- Oh, my God. - All right.
This place hasn't been touched since the hurricane.
15 years.
Hey. Ooh, watch out. No, never mind.
- What? - Oh, I thought you stepped in something,
but I think you're good.
Wow.
Oh, jeez.
Oh, there's a map.
Right there.
Oh, great.
Okay.
That's definitely guano.
"Guano, that sounds familiar."
"Guano is a chief resource of the Wachati."
- "Yummy." - "Yummy."
Shikaka...
Oh.
Okay, so remind me what we're doing here again.
We just need to find this Baltasar guy's yellow room
and match it to the last photo of Sam and Violet,
and then we've cracked it.
All right.
- Okay. - Yellow room.
Somewhere here.
- We go this way. - Right.
Um, so it's this way.
Ah, God. If this was a horror movie,
my aunties would be like, "Don't you go down that hallway!"
This is real dumb though.
Uh, this is not a yellow room.
This is Sam's room.
Oh.
You wanna take the tour?
Yeah, actually I do.
- Oh. Okay. - Yeah.
Oh.
Violet's room is so much nicer than Sam's.
- Yeah. - Uh-oh.
All right, that's a whole lot of black mold,
so we should get out of here.
Well, it's not gonna kill us.
No, actually black mold does kill.
Uh, rashes and fun stuff.
Oh, shit.
Golf clubs.
Oh, fuck me.
Oh, you said it was like, jet skiing was too dangerous but...
you know, nothing's more dangerous than
following your crazy white wife around.
And having Caucasian adventure time.
Yellow door. - Yep.
Yellow door. Yellow snake.
I know. Okay.
Huh.
Oh. What the...?
- There's all these buttons on the... - Oh, these archways.
Is that a clue? Like, these, like, butt... no?
- Huh? - Nothing. Never mind.
Okay, not digging that.
Some weird-ass nun. Not digging this one.
Terrarium. Oh.
What?
Oh, shit. Okay, hey watch out! Watch out, watch out!
Sorry.
The bed looks fine.
Wanna fool around?
Okay, so how's it look?
- Do we have him? - This is not it.
- What do you mean? - No, this is not it.
This photo wasn't taken here.
Are you sure?
Yes. These are square and...
where the hell were they?
Okay, well, maybe they just ran off together.
Maybe you're right. Maybe they're two horny teens who hooked up on vacation,
and they fell in love, and they ran off, and they don't wanna be found.
Yeah, maybe, yeah.
I mean, look, people do all sorts of dumb shit for love.
I mean, look at me.
What was that supposed to mean?
Well, I mean, I'd hardly call it a smart thing
to run around in an abandoned resort,
but here I am, you know, 'cause love.
You know, I never really understood why people like golf so much,
but now I get it.
Sometimes it's just kinda fun to hit shit.
Fuck.
Hey, um,
look, why don't we just look up Sam and Violet's parents
and tell them about the phone, let them handle it?
Come here.
- What? - Oh, shit. I got it.
- Okay, yep. - I think I got it.
I... I... I... I got this. Right?
Look at that.
Uh...
- Those windows have arches. - Yeah.
And these windows have arches and none of the other ones are like that.
- What? Wait, wait. Do they? - Yeah.
Okay.
So we just gotta go up there.
- Do we? - Okay.
You could hang back, take a whack at your balls.
All right. Hang on.
What are you doing?
Sam!
Hey!
- Get over here. - Sorry, Dad. What were you saying?
Jet Skis or banana boat?
Oh! What the fuck? - Aah!
Ooh, what happened?
- What? - Did someone throw it?
I don't know. What the...
Maybe it, like, came from a tree.
- You all right? - A tree?
That hurts.
Are you okay?
My whole life.
Whoa. Ah!
All right, back to business.
- It's hard. - Jet Skis or bananas?
It's too expensive to do both.
I vote Jet Ski. Jan?
Janny girl on the back of a Jet Ski, what an image, huh?
Well, I vote banana boat,
but I know my vote doesn't really count.
Sam, I know you're a Jet Ski guy.
No, you know, the banana boat looks fun.
You wanna ride on a banana?
I'd try that banana.
It just looks like a big dick.
Well, you know, maybe I like riding dicks, Dad.
Aw, you okay, Sammy boy?
Oh, yeah. Thanks, Ma. Just the neck's just kinda tight.
Hanna banan...
Hanna, what do you say?
Don't feel pressured to agree with Jan or Sam.
Then don't pressure her, Carl.
I'll even get two. Oh.
Janny and I on one.
You guys can cozy up on another?
I mean, a Jet Ski does actually sound pretty fun.
Uh, I'm gonna stick with Mom on this one.
You guys could Jet Ski together.
Okay, fucking banana boat.
Aw.
Hey, so what the fuck?
What do you mean?
Like, what's going on with you?
Did I do something? Did I say something that upset you?
No. What are you talking about?
Well, I'm just saying, like, was it about your drawing?
Is it because I didn't like your drawings?
The... no. No, no, no. I don't...
Hey, Sam, why are you being such a dick then?
I'm sorry. I don't...
Kind of thought you liked dicks.
Whoa! Here we go!
Directions to the Christmas party tonight.
Not for tourist.
- Oh, Oliver, you are a dream. - See you there.
Hey.
- Sam, right? - Yeah.
Yeah. Merry Christmas.
You probably think I'm a real dirtbag.
And why would I think that?
I just saw a picture of a penis on my girlfriend's phone.
And it definitely wasn't my penis because I've never taken a picture of it.
She's apparently been cheating on me with one of her professors,
so I guess it was just, like,
a old professor penis.
And I don't know how I could tell that. It's not like they get...
They don't get rings around them like some sort of penis tree.
I hear myself saying "penis" a lot
and I... that's not... I don't wanna seem fixated on that.
She has no idea I know, and I haven't broken up with her yet
because we've been together so long,
I have no idea how to even approach that conversation,
and on top of that, we're currently on a family vacation,
sharing a hotel room with my parents,
and there's also the possibility that none of that matters at all
and I'm just scared and sad.
And I didn't mean to come up and ramble to you
and say penis a whole bunch of times.
I just wanted you to know the..
situation.
- I won't bother you again. - Hey.
How's your neck?
Oh, good. Thanks.
Why don't you take this?
I think you need it more than I do.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
How's my glue job holding up?
That turned out pretty good, I think.
I mean, it itches a little, but...
In success it's gonna look like this one.
Oh, that looks horrible.
What?
- Who did that? - A hockey stick.
No, no, like the glue job itself is really scary.
My dad did it.
Like, it's, like, off-putting.
No, he did a great job.
If you had shown that to me,
I would've run to the hospital.
I suggested the hospital. It was the first thing I...
Did you find your skateboard?
Uh, no.
No, it's not looking too good.
I'm sure it'll turn up.
At least your drink is helping with the pain.
Give me that.
When do you leave?
In two days, then home.
- Where's home? - Mm, sorting that one out.
Detroit.
That's far from me. San Diego.
Well, guess we'll never see each other.
Wait, well, what do you got going on tomorrow?
Um, I have plans.
What about tonight?
Oliver invited me to the staff Christmas party.
Yeah? You think he's okay with you bringing me to that?
Well, if he's not, then I'll ditch you.
You wanna meet at the iguana painting?
- Sure. - 10:30?
- Yeah. - Yeah, okay.
Cool, say hi to the professor fucker for me.
- Yeah? - I'll do that. Thank you.
It's an end of an umbrella that it sharpened out.
Alright, they said it's the best so you have to try it.
- No. - Dad.
- Vi, no, no. - Come on.
- Just a bite. - No, thank you.
Octopus is an intelligent animal.
It tastes like a Band-Aid.
Ahl, folks...
Oh, maybe stick with the Philadelphia roll.
Your mom loved those.
So, Squirt,
I was thinking maybe we could take a little trip tomorrow.
Maybe check out some ruins or a cenote.
Um, I already made plans.
Okay.
I, um...
I met a guy.
He was skateboarding and crashed into a palm tree,
and I had to superglue his head together, and, um...
We have a date tonight.
That's a lot of information.
- Did you use my glue? - Yeah.
You did my thing?
- Did you replace it? - No.
I put it back in the bag.
That sounds about right.
What about Saturday?
Yeah, Saturday sounds great.
Um, Dad, can I...
Can... can I... can I go?
I'll explain it later. I just...
- Okay, yeah, sure. - It's okay?
- Yeah, go. - Okay.
- Have fun. - Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
Can I get a Sapporo, large?
Yes, sir.
- Whoa! - Ope, neck.
- Oh, it's okay. - Sorry.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Your hair's big. - Oh.
- Thanks? - I don't know why I said that.
Yeah.
- Um... - What were you gonna say?
I found your board.
- Are you serious? - Yeah.
But, like, an off-brand Santa's
kind of riding on it, so... - What?
Yeah, I think he went this way.
You know, I saw a creepy Santa on the penthouse balcony this morning.
That must be his room.
Yeah, but why the fuck does he have your board?
I have no idea.
What are you gonna say to him?
I don't know, I mean, I've honestly never...
What if he puts up a fight?
You think he might put up a fight?
I don't know. He might.
That's a situation I'd be completely unprepared for.
- What's up? - Shit.
I don't think this card gets us up to the penthouse.
Fuck it. Wanna just go to the party?
- Yeah. - Let's go.
It's just a lot of information
- on a small napkin. - I don't know how to read it.
- You can. - Okay, wait. I need the code.
What does that say? 286.
Oh, hey, hey, hey.
And they're definitely cool with us coming?
Uh, me, yeah.
Right, so worst-case scenario, you're cool to go in and then I'm...
I'm imprisoned here for the rest...
Oh, shit. Do you hear the music?
- Do not... - Do not go there.
Do not go there. Okay.
That'd be fun.
Hey, guys, I swear we're invited.
Oh, shit.
Oh, my God.
Violet, you came! Bienvenidas.
Hi! Oh, this is my friend Sam.
- Hey. - Nice to meet you, Sam.
- Glad you're here. - Thanks for having us.
Yeah, you want something to drink?
- Yes! - Sure.
Luna!
Oli!
Violet, Sam, this is Luna.
- Hi. - Sam!
- I love your top. - ¿Cómo?
Where did you get your top?
I'm not this cool. My friend made it for me.
Oh, wow. I want it.
Thank you.
Cheers!
- Let's dance. - Okay.
- Can you hold my backpack? - Yeah.
- Yeah. You dance. I got it. - Yeah.
Okay, thank you.
You wanna dance?
Uh, I don't really dance a lot.
Good evening, sir.
The bar is already closed for Christmas.
Can I help you find your room?
Is there anyone I can call?
No.
No...
my wife died a year ago,
and my daughter wanted to spend Christmas here
but doesn't want to spend it with me, so...
On the house.
Stay as long as you need.
Baltasar!
Welcome, Baltasar!
Who is that?
Baltasar Frías.
He goes by Peniche.
He doesn't want people to know he's a Frías, but everybody knows.
What's a Frías?
You don't know Frías?
Don't fuck with the yellow snake.
It's got four noses.
What?
I'm gonna get us another drink.
Okay.
Hey, thanks.
_
Hey, Santa's here!
Hey!
Hey, man, I think you have my board.
What?
My skateboard. I think you may have picked it up by acc...
- What skateboard? - I left it by the pool.
It's got, like, a brightly colored...
Leave me alone, kid.
Hey, you wanna dance?
- Yes. - Yeah? Come on.
Hey!
Sam? Are you okay?
Wait, okay. Let's go.
Come on, come on.
Oh, my God, your head is like a black hole for pain.
I think he broke my nose.
- Fuck. - Did we get the key?
Yeah, yeah we did. Come on!
Let's go find your skateboard. Come on.
Okay.
I've never been hit in the face before.
Too many steps.
So out of shape.
Shit.
Something's not right.
Oh, yeah? Something seem a little off to you?
These aren't the right windows.
This is the eighth floor, but I swear I counted nine.
All right, well, Em, that's as high as the stairs go.
Whoa.
There is another floor.
What the fuck? Seriously?
- Seriously? - Okay.
- Whoa, Emma. What are you doing? - It's only like ten feet.
- No, no, no. Come on. - What? Stop.
No. Oh, my God, stop.
No. Are you kidding me? No!
We're just gonna climb up there.
- There's a little ladder. - No, we're not! No, no!
- I'm going to climb... - No, hey, no.
Ah-ah, no. Hey, give me a little credit here. Come on. Don't be fucking stupid.
- I'm going to climb up. - We're not climbing in
a fucking abandoned elevator shaft!
We're going to therapy.
As a couple.
- Aah! - Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I'm okay, I'm okay. I'm okay.
Okay.
Whoa.
Merry Christmas.
Whoa.
Man, creepy Santa keeps getting creepier.
So... now what?
I guess we try to find the board, right?
- Take your shirt off. - Okay.
I feel weird straddling you.
- Yeah. - Okay.
Wait. Okay.
Okay, okay, okay.
I got you. I got you.
Come here.
Okay.
Did you hear that?
- How will we get outta here? - Ow!
Oh, no, no.
Oh, my God.
Jesus. Okay.
What the fuck is this place?
I don't know.
Seriously?
I did not sign up for this shit.
I know this.
Yeah, this is it. Come over here.
- Oh, Jesus. - Get right there.
- What? - Get right there.
Take my picture. Get your camera out.
Okay.
- Yeah. Go low. Go lower. - Okay.
Okay.
- Okay. I got a couple. - Can I see it?
This is it.
They were here.
Oh, shit.
- Oh, shit. - Fuck.
Let's go. Come on.
Okay, so how are we getting out?
We came up an elevator shaft, so...
Who's that chucklehead?
- Oh, no. - Oh, my God.
Where do we go? Come on.
The hell is this?
Oh, fuck.
In here. Come on, come on.
What the fuck?
Oh, my God.
Well, this just got way darker.
Okay.
"Pasaje"?
Oh, boy. Em?
Yeah?
Come here. You should see this.
Oh, my God.
- That's Baltasar, right? - Yeah.
- And that's Luna. - Yeah.
Uh-huh.
This is all the Oceana Vista.
Which means that that's the pent... That's them!
That's Sam and Violet!
And the arches, they're in this apartment!
Oh, my God! Okay. Okay.
Okay, I wanna take a picture.
Oh, whoa, whoa. Hang on.
Oh. Okay, hold on.
Fucking God damn it.
I can't, like, get it to...
What's this?
It's a tooth.
It's my tooth. It broke.
It broke... your tooth?
- Yes. - Teeth don't just break.
- Well, mine clearly did. - Emma.
I mean, that's your proof. It doesn't hurt or anything.
When did this happen?
It happened last night at the, um... at the pool.
Why didn't you tell me about it?
Well, I don't have to tell you everything.
Can you move?
Please?
Please don't look at me like that.
Okay, I can, like, feel the judgment,
and I don't need it.
Wow, you sound like a drug addict.
- Oh, my God. - Well, I mean,
look, Em, your teeth are falling out...
- A tooth fell out, Noah. - That's not good...
- It's one tooth. - At all.
- It's a part of the tooth. - The way you're acting
with this phone, which is, you know, that's whatever.
It's fine, but I just...
I am worried about you.
Okay, well, great. I feel very cared for.
Oh, don't do that.
I'm trying to get evidence right now.
Hey, stop! Stop, stop. Stop it!
- Stop! I don't care... - You stop!
- about that. - Well, I...
What... just don't shut down and avoid talking!
I don't want a lecture right now.
I don't want a lecture. Just please move on.
I just... I don't know why you won't...
- Noah, move on. - Just fuckin' talk.
Is someone here?
What do we do?
Okay... Get in the closet.
Get in the closet.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Turn off your light. Turn off your light.
Shit, okay.
- I need to get my bag. - Let's just get outta here.
- No, my book's in there. - Forget the bag.
No, it's my mom's. She died last year.
Sorry. I don't know why I'm telling you this right now.
Oh, my God.
That's Baltasar Frías.
What the fuck is he doing here?
- How is that possible? - I don't know.
He's got the phone.
- No. - No, no, no.
No, no!
- What are you doing, Emma? - Hey!
Hey! Drop the phone!
Gimme that phone! Stop!
Drop the phone.
- Give it to me. - I can't.
Put the 9 down.
Do you wanna get nuts?
Come on! Let's get fuckin' nuts.
Give me the phone.
Everybody calm down!
- This is just... - Noah!
What?
No, no, no, no, no, no!
Aah!
Ow!
No!
Oh, shit...
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