Jesus.
Who would do something like this?
A psycho, that's who.
A talented one.
Adriana...
What? Kawayan was all about art...
- He didn't want to die for it. - I know, okay?
But if he had to pick a way to go...
Hey, you okay?
Yeah. Blood on set can get pretty realistic,
but it doesn't smell like...
Sorry. I have to, the smell. I have to... I'm sorry.
Wait up, honey.
I actually don't mind it.
Like... people don't mind
the smell of bleach or markers or gasoline.
You're one sick puppy.
- And you were doing so well. - I know.
I think it's a coping mechanism.
Maybe it's time to find a different one.
Because I just agreed with Floyd.
For the first time ever.
Congratulations on making that happen.
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We know who the killer is.
Sure we do.
Just like every other time, right?
Did you... wanna fill the rest of "we" in?
Because I'm clueless over here.
Well, we don't know specifically,
but we know it has to be one of us.
Come on. You're making it sound like
we're one of those old country house murder mysteries.
No, I'm no Sherlock Holmes.
Okay? All we know is that...
there's no one else around.
Okay? So, this has to be an inside job.
I'm thinking it just might be you.
Okay.
Well, let's... let's put it all out in the open.
What makes you say that?
You're sitting there on your high horse,
tossing accusations around like you're...
- making it rain on the peasants. - He has got a point.
And you were the one to find the body.
Classic killer move.
Cover up the tracks by
pretending you stumbled on your own crime scene.
I'm thinking I might be married to Sherlock.
I haven't accused anyone yet and I included myself.
- I'm just stating our givens here. - Sure...
- Sure you are. - You're the only ones that sound
like they're throwing accusations around now.
And we all found Crow. Together.
So?
So, does that make all of us the killer?
You mean like with Ruby?
Where we all did it or let it happen to an innocent woman?
You know, Paige?
You were the one to lead us to Crow's body.
What?
I heard him. Through my vent.
Nobody else did. Just saying.
Then I'm gonna say that these crimes require strength.
And you're one of the physically strongest ones left here.
I don't think it's Blake.
You got a reason, or are we just going off vibes?
You know, Floyd, I don't really give a shit what you think.
My money's still on you anyway.
- Wanna back that up with anything? - Okay. This is precisely
how the four of you ended up attacking Ruby.
And you started it, Scream Queen.
Out there.
Guys.
The fucker is out in the trees.
Oh, God.
Wait, wait, wait, is it safe?
I think it's six against one.
There...
Try me, asshole.
Got him!
- No! - Kill him!
Stop! You know me!
The fucking limo driver? Are you kidding me?
- What are you doing here? - Explain. Fast!
Don't hurt me! Please!
Jesus Christ, what happened to you people?
Christ on a bike.
Yeah.
So you can see why didn't exactly roll out the welcome mat.
I gotta get out of here.
This is so crazy, I gotta get out of here!
- You're not going anywhere! - Blake, Blake, take it easy.
They are dead!
They're cold, they are people!
And there's guts all... everywhere!
And flowers in that guy's stomach!
What the hell is happening in this cursed place?!
- Take it easy on him, would you? - You're safe, Blake. Take a breath.
- He's a murderer. - I don't think he is.
Tell me how-how I can prove it to you.
I'm a Christian.
I'll swear on a stack of Bibles if you want me to.
Your belief in some imaginary sky papa
doesn't get you any special privileges from me.
I believe him. Look at his face.
Some of those cuts have glass in them.
I hit that hairpin turn
out near 86 and it was all over.
- You skidded out? - Into the tree.
- Didn't see nobody for hours. - I'd have stayed in the car.
Yeah. Great plan 'til the gas and the battery cacked out.
I figured I might as well walk.
You could've been attacked by wild animals.
I'd rather die in my boots. And I...
I got Matilda here...
No, no, no. It's not what it looks like. It's...
I've been carrying for years.
Sometimes you need a little protection
against some drunken asshole passenger or car-jacker
when you're gigging down in the city.
I need some air.
Would you put the gun away, please?
I need to clean the cuts on your face anyway.
Alright. Alright, I get it.
Look, I'm gonna go check on Blake.
- You good? - Yeah.
Okay, let's see here...
- I'm gonna need some tweezers. - You know what, they look bad.
Hey.
Look.
Are you thinking that...
Yeah... it's...
It's gotta be him. Right?
Right?
I don't like it.
Yeah, look, all of us have been accounted for at various points.
There's no way any of us could have done every killing...
Who gets out of the safety and warmth of a car
in the middle of the night to go in the woods
- and hang out with bears? - An idiot or a murderer.
Yeah. So-So, we get the gun off of him, yeah?
Lock him up somewhere?
There's a utility shed out back.
- How do you know that? - 'Cause I was parked in the RV.
- I was looking around for... - So it's out back...
Okay, okay. How do we get JP back outside...
That ain't happening!
What are you guys talking about?
Just keeping the group safe.
If you're making decisions for the group, did you wanna include all of us?
Unless ladies aren't considered members of the group.
You seemed pretty friendly with him,
so we thought that we'd just talk without you.
The thing is, I know killers. I know them in my soul.
I can sense them. It's like this radar I have.
- Well, here we go. - The fact that you like him...
- is suspect. - Well, I used to like you.
Does that make you a killer?
Do you have something you'd like to say, Floyd?
Just wondering if anybody's ever asked you to help with justice reform.
- No. - Well, here's my idea.
We wire up your pussy like it's an electric chair.
Let every psycho killer screw their way
right out of this world. Everybody wins!
- Floyd, you crossed the line. - Really?
Because I thought that was her whole personality.
Making herself interesting by offering
the worst of the worst free admission
to her toxic little meat purse.
You owe Adriana an apology right now.
- Sit down, you snobby bitch! - Do not call her a bitch!
- Can we just all, please, calm down? - Do not fucking tell us to calm down!
I bet you were calling all of us bitches
when you were making decisions without us in the room.
- That did not happen, I promise you. - Are you sure about that?
I'm feeling like you guys need to pay a little visit to the sauna.
- You're making a joke out of that? - I think you boys can't handle it
when a woman speaks their own mind!
Maybe he just doesn't think that murder is funny!
But you're fine with Floyd spewing all kinds of toxic bullshit.
I didn't hear you trying to censor it, did you?!
I didn't fucking hear you!
No, I did...
Here's what's gonna happen.
Paige and I are gonna take this gun
and we're gonna go to my room.
Shirley, you can come if you want.
Anyone who has a dick,
or who identifies as a dick cannot come!
I'm not... a killer. What, just because I'm a guy?
85 % of the killers in the world are men, Blake.
Fact.
So, how do we improve our odds of survival?
Yeah, that's right. We leave this big bag
of homicidal dicks out here.
That's a good point.
Yeah, go get as much food as you can.
Yeah, I-I saw some thermoses. I'll get us some hot drinks.
Thank you, Shirley, you made the right choice.
This is a bad idea.
A bad idea is sitting around in a room
full of pathetic, male egos,
waiting for them to blow up on each other,
and hoping you don't get hit by the shrapnel.
Can I come?
I wanna come.
You got any fallopian tubes under that cheap suit there, JP?
What's a fallopian?
There's your answer.
Bye, boys.
Okay, let's move this over by the wall there.
Okay. We're secure now.
Hope Floyd's okay without you.
Floyd can learn to watch his mouth or go to hell.
- Whichever comes first. - That's surprising.
Why?
You and Floyd seem pretty tight.
I've been a woman longer than I've been a wife, so...
That doesn't necessarily mean anything.
I know plenty of women who'd put men first, every time.
Even one's that are not married to him.
Floyd's mostly just a grumpy bear with a trucker's mouth.
But even the grumpiest of bears
needs their honey taken away every now and then,
just to keep them in line.
So...
Okay.
Okay. We got Manson Muscat...
Boston Strangler Sauvignon or...
Panzram Prosecco.
What's a Panzram?
1920s, American, no victim profile...
Girls, boys, women, men.
Good old Carl Panzram
would sodomize and murder them all.
His... last words to the executioner were:
"Hurry it up.
I could kill 10 men
while you're screwing around here."
That's pretty cool, right?
The Strangler Sauvignon sounds great, thanks.
Ruby was going real hard on the branding, uh?
You know, my thing is we all had that girl friend
in high school who got cornered at a house party.
Yeah, or we were that girl in high school
who got cornered at a house party.
And that's when we learn,
or the smart ones do.
You can only trust a man so far.
- Cheers to that. - To being bitches.
On our own terms.
So, what? We're just sitting here?
'Til the satellites go back up and we can reach someone,
or we can get out of here safely.
The weather's getting better. It's gotta be soon.
The roads are a disaster zone.
One of the bridges is out.
Do you have another suggestion?
I'll keep my mouth shut.
Are you, though?
Still sounds like a lot of bullshit to me.
Crazy pants said that 80% of killers are men.
- You know why? - Testosterone.
And who has more of that?
Old-timers?
Or young dumb and full of cum?
You should have another.
There's no one left to charge us for it.
Do you want me passed out in your room?
You could have the whole bed to yourself.
That never happens.
And no snoring!
Sleeping like an old-timey Egyptian queen.
How long have you and Floyd been together?
More than... 20 years?
Incredible.
The most I've ever gone is, like, two years.
Well, you got me beat by...
23 months.
Can you explain to me how I'm the killer
if Kawayan and I faced Baphomet today?
I think explaining is your job, Professor.
I don't have to do anything for you.
So, are we just having staring contests now?
That's great. That's awesome. It's like we're back in school.
Hey, hey, loser gets pantsed!
Okay, staring contest. You guys are so weird.
God, it's the end of the world.
Scott was so good.
He'd create these scavenger hunts for me when I got home from work.
With presents to find at the end.
Why'd you let him go?
He dumped me.
Yeah.
He got a regular gig on a big network series and...
my C-Lister lifestyle
wasn't exactly what he had been... manifesting.
Some people would kill for that lifestyle.
You will find someone
who accepts everything you're bringing to the table.
I don't know. We can't all find a Floyd.
We complete each other.
In many ways.
God, I know I butt heads with him big time, but...
man, if that works for you, I want that.
- You do? - Yeah. Why wouldn't I?
I think maybe I just don't get what you're after out there,
romantically, maybe?
I don't think it's that confusing.
- I like bad boys. - Okay... yeah, no.
Lots of us do, it's just your actual obsession with killers, I...
I just don't get how it translates
to you finding somebody real.
The killers are real.
Dennis Nilsen loved his dog.
Ed Gein loved his mother.
I mean, why couldn't I find someone who loves me?
Because they hate and destroy women.
The heart wants what it wants.
Okay, I've been judged enough for today, alright?
Adriana, it's not judgement. I-I just really don't get it.
Okay, it's...
It's like...
I-I only get hot for people who have done...
really extreme things.
Extreme? Adriana, there's extreme,
and then there's... fully psychotic.
No, I, it's like...
I like people who are different.
Unpredictable, maybe.
Like being loved
by the most dangerous person in the room feels important.
Does that make sense?
Honestly, no.
Do you get it, Shirley?
If you want answers to the really...
deep stuff,
you have to turn to an authority.
Who wants a tarot reading?
You stare one minute longer
and I'll start charging admission.
I know it's you.
Whatever you say.
Now watch my guilty ass head off to make a BLT.
If you want me to make you one, you gotta play nicer.
You're not going anywhere alone.
- Where's your badge, Sheriff? - No one anywhere
without a witness for everyone's safety.
You gonna wipe my ass too?
My readings tend towards love and light.
I swear, sometimes my entire deck is the suit of cups.
No, I'm good, thanks.
You think it's all a bit of hocus-pocus?
I believe. Which is why I don't think
I'm in the headspace for a read, here in the murder motel.
Well, I'm in.
The mystical oracle is here.
Cut the deck.
And again.
What can we tell Adriana?
Yeah, I could really use some guidance.
My life's been a bit of a cluster-fuck.
Anything about my love life, or my future.
I mean, at this point, I'll even take news
about getting through this weekend.
Four of rods.
Balance, reunions.
Someone or something from your past coming back for you?
I'm not sure.
Three of swords.
Lying, heartbreak.
Ten of swords.
Backstabbing.
Betrayal.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, chill, chill, chill!
- Andy, he's not... - Mind your business.
- Screw you! - Take it easy!
What the hell is that?
Floyd? What the hell is that?
Seven of swords.
- Broken trust. - Jesus, Shirley.
This is your version of love and light?
That many swords in a row is...
something.
What do you say we just... reshuffle and start again?
I mean, you're the expert.
But wouldn't it be technically cheating to start again?
Well, yeah. Technically.
Yeah. Okay, so let's keep going. I can handle it.
The Tower.
Judgement.
Death.
The Hanged Man?
Is that bad?
Now would be a good time to explain yourself, Floyd.
It's when...
when we were down the hall getting Ruby, remember?
You know...
I... I remember it well.
Okay, so somebody...
I don't know who, they must've gotten me in the back.
There's no way to sugarcoat it.
- It is a dramatic message. - Put them away.
They're just cards.
You are so full of it, Paige. You wouldn't even do a reading.
And you were right.
What do we do now?
The Universe warns you to change your ways.
Take the correction.
You must expel the darkness within you.
- Or... - Or that.
Okay, maybe this can be, like, a positive.
Like-like a change you needed, you know?
- Have you tried talking to someone... - I am talking to you
right fucking now and it is not going great!
- I mean, a therapist. Someone like that, okay? - Yeah.
Being fed candy-coated bullshit
does not fix darkness in the world.
- The real fucking darkness. - She's right about that.
- Shirley. - All I know is the darkness
inside Adriana must go or else.
Adriana, you have your own power.
You can make change, okay?
I can't!
I've tried!
You have no idea what it's like living in here!
You have no fucking idea!
What's going on?
How much longer?
This can't be my visitor.
Wyatt Garvey.
You don't know me. I'm Adriana.
Can't be my visitor.
I didn't have enough in my commissary account
to order up a stone-cold goddess.
No, no. I-I-I saw you on the TV
and I read everything about you
and I-I applied to be your visitor, so...
Here I am. I don't know...
Okay, just, take-take it easy.
Beautiful, okay? No need to get flustered.
If I laid it on a little thick, I apologize.
I only have a minute to convince you to stay.
Well you don't need to convince me.
I wanna talk to you.
I'm curious.
About what?
About you.
That's an interesting topic.
You're telling me.
But the wolf is interested in the chipmunk.
Not the other way around.
See, the wolf is...
fascinated by the chipmunk's coloration,
habitat, and behavior.
Sexy little chipmunk ass.
Because the wolf is hungry.
But why...
Why...
would the chipmunk be interested in the wolf...
when it should just be running the other way as fast as it can?
I wouldn't know.
- You wouldn't? - No.
Because I'm a man-eating polar bear.
The wolf and I might even get along.
But if we don't? I'll just...
strip his flesh from his bones
and eat him.
Well, you're crazy hot for a polar bear.
- Bullshit. Who? - It was Crow.
I-I think-think it was Crow...
Don't blame a dead guy. I would've seen it.
- You would've said... - Okay. Can we just talk about this?
Now you wanna talk about it, now he wants to talk about it.
You said this was gonna be good.
I wanted something good. That wasn't good.
Do you want a snack? Maybe we went a little hard on the wine.
Seriously? That's what you're gonna suggest right now?
- I wanna help you, okay? - Yeah.
I need another drink.
Do you think that I chose to be this way?
I didn't fucking choose this. My life sucks!
Maybe you should splash some water on your face.
Yeah, maybe.
But maybe I don't-I don't feel quite right. I'm...
What do you think you're doing?
Damn it!
Let's break it up!
You people are all nuts.
- Hey, nobody goes anywhere! - Stop!
Sit down.
- I'm warning you. - Let's just talk.
We were doing that.
This is what happens when I trust people.
You can. You can trust us.
- We just wanna help. - What part of helping
- needs a gun, Paige? - Ask yourself that.
I thought you cared about me.
No one ever cares. Not really.
I told you things!
I told you secrets! I told you about my feelings!
And this whole time, you were scheming to get me!
I thought you were my friend!
You think you're better than me?
Shirley!
Oh no.
I didn't, I didn't mean for this to happen!
I liked him. Please!
Please!
Let me out!
Let. Me. Out!
Please!
Please! Let me out!
So what are we gonna do?
Please!
- No, no one else is dying. - She shot at me, Paige.
We thought Ruby wanted to kill us too,
but the deaths kept coming.
Because of Adriana. You saw her.
She stood there with this gun and threatened us.
Nobody messes with Shirley like that.
- Nobody. - All we wanted to do
- was leave this room and she was gonna shoot us. - I know.
- Sane people don't do that. - I know, Shirley. I know.
We're not gonna do anything crazy.
This is not on us to decide.
That's what police are in the world for.
That's what I was feeling too. Thanks.
- I agree. - Alright.
So that's three of us who don't want to do anything so drastic.
So what do you suggest we do, genius?
Well, you had another idea.
When we were talking about JP.
You don't have to do this! Oh, my god!
Stop!
Fuck! It was an accident!
Save it for the jury.
- It's a group decision. I'm sorry. - God!
- You don't have to do this! - You did it to yourself.
Shirley!
Shirley, oh, my God! What are you turning into?
Please! What?
No! No!
Fuck!
Come on!
No! Blake, Blake, no, no! Fuck!
Blake, no!
God, stop!
- I brought some of my warmer clothes for you. - No, Paige.
Please, please. You know I didn't mean to shoot him. Come on, please.
You can't leave me in here, unprotected!
When someone comes here to save us,
you can tell the cops what happened, okay?
Blake?
Blake, come on, please. You know I didn't mean to do this.
I was-I was fricking panicking! I-I freaked out! Come on!
I'm sorry! Okay, you guys? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!
We can't trust you anymore.
Not enough to have you in there with us.
You're not a safe person, Adriana.
Please. No, Paige.
Please! I was just scared.
Please. Haven't you ever been scared?
Sorry.
You can't do this to me!
I'm a sitting duck!
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? Gave her father 40 whacks ?
? When she saw what she had done ?
? She gave her mother... 41 ?
? Lizzie Borden took an axe ?
? Gave her father 40 whacks ?
? When she saw what she had done ?
? She gave her mother 41 ?
41...
What a bunch of bullshit.
No, no, no, no, no!
Hello, husband.
What did I do to deserve this?
Can you believe it?
Can you believe we're finally here?
Can't say I do.
I've wanted this for so...
Oh, my god.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, my god.
Oh, fuck. Wyatt, this is what I want.
Yeah.
Oh, fuck!
I love you.
I love you like no one ever could.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Screw Noelle Samuels,
- I would never do what she did. - What?
What?
Why are you...
Why are you talking about her?
Because I would never do what she did to you.
I would never cheat on you.
- I understand... - I didn't kill her.
Honey,
I'm not like everyone else. I understand.
I do.
- I'm not a monster. I'm not a monster. - No, I know.
Then why are you here?
You think I'm just some deviant who just kills women?
No-no, I don't think that, Wyatt.
No, you still think I did it.
You still think I did it.
You're not making any sense. You're not making any sense.
I know you did.
And I don't care.
Wyatt.
Honey.
You're messed up.
But you...
Is that what you want?
You're really crazy.
I'll do this for you.
Oh yeah.
Hurts, right?
I love you too, babe.
No!
No, please.
Please.
Please don't hurt me.
I've never hurt anyone. Please.
Please!
Please. Please I just... All I ever wanted was love.
Please, I swear to God.
I swear to God, please!
No!
- Hi. - Hi.
I'm worried about her.
Yeah. Me too.
She's messed up, you know, but that-that doesn't mean she'd kill.
- Wanna go see if she's okay? - Yes.
Thanks.
It's dark.
Here, I have a flashlight.
Adriana, we're just checking on you.
Adriana?
Hello.
Is she ok?
She broke the skylight.
- She's not there. - What?
What?
Adriana!
Adriana?
Adriana!
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