(grand orchestral fanfare playing)
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(panting)
(creaking, eerie muttering)
(light buzzing)
♪ ♪
MEN (chanting): Fraternitas fratrum.
(fades): Fraternitas fratrum.
(high-pitched ringing)
(women screaming)
- (screaming continues) - (music playing faintly)
(woman shouting indistinctly)
- (screaming fades) - (women laughing)
("Christmas to New Year's" by The Larks playing)
WOMAN: Wait, I'm gonna...
Ah, no way.
(lively chatter)
♪ Oh, what will I do... ♪
WOMAN: Wait, it was just here a second ago.
Shoot, I can't find it.
(laughter and lively chatter continue)
♪ Without you, what will I do... ♪
(singsongy): Teri.
- Here's yours. - Aw.
- I forgot about it till now. - (laughter)
Got more cheese, bitches!
- (whoops) - Oh, God. - (laughter)
- Yes. - I don't think it's gonna be as good as...
Wait, where's Lindsay?
Um, I think I saw her at the library earlier.
(laughing)
Oh, my God. Those are so cute.
That's right, 'cause you can't forget them.
Teri?
(phone ringing, vibrating)
Hey, Oona. What's up?
OONA (over phone): Hey, where are you?
LINDSAY: I'm heading to the lot.
Wait, you're not coming back?
I told my grandma I'd be home for breakfast in the morning.
But I was your secret Santa,
and I got the perfect Lindsay gift.
- Guess what it is. - I don't know. What?
Lindsay. Think.
Perfect gift.
Oh, my God.
You told me yours disappeared.
And every girl needs a little self-care.
Now you'll never need a man.
(laughs) Well, at least I got something
- to look forward to next semester. - (laughs)
Love you, Lindsay. Have a great break.
Love you, too.
(lively chatter continues)
(bell tolling in distance)
(wind whistling softly)
(vehicle passing)
♪ ♪
(phone chimes, vibrates)
What?
(panting softly)
(phone chimes, vibrates)
(panting)
♪ ♪
(yells)
♪ ♪
Help! Help! Please!
Let me in, please. Help me!
(panting)
(phone beeps)
- (lively chatter) - (festive music playing loudly)
(phone vibrating)
(quietly): Pick up, pick up.
(line ringing)
Oh, shit.
(grunts)
(gasps)
(yells)
(panting)
(whimpering)
Please, help me!
Please, help! Please!
(sobs softly)
- Oh, my God. Thank you. - (door unlocking)
(door creaks)
(whimpers softly)
- (door creaks) - (footsteps approaching)
(whimpers softly)
♪ ♪
(sobbing): No.
Please.
I'm sorry. Whatever I did...
(grunts)
No!
Help! Help!
(wind whistling softly)
♪ ♪
(bells jingling rhythmically)
("Jingle Bells" by Bing and Gary Crosby playing)
- ♪ J-J-J-Jingle ♪ - ♪ What a beautiful day ♪
♪ For a ride in a sleigh, got to get underway ♪
- (purrs) - ♪ J-J-J-Jingle ♪ - ♪ Take a little town trip ♪
♪ With a slick little chick and you figure to click ♪
- ♪ J-J-J-Jingle ♪ - ♪ You're a slap-happy pair... ♪
- (mewls) - (Riley grunts softly)
- Claudette, you're killing me. - (meows)
- I'm up. - ♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride in... ♪
I'm up.
("Christmas Time" by The Debonairs playing in distance)
(chatter in distance)
I have a final in ten minutes, and I can't find my DivaCup.
How do you lose a DivaCup?
With abandon.
♪ And little baby sister's ♪
♪ Acting kinda perky ♪
♪ But most of all ♪
♪ When snowflakes fall ♪
♪ I know it's Christmas ♪
♪ Christmastime... ♪
- (laughs) - (door closes)
- (lively chatter, laughter) - (festive music continues)
WOMAN: Hey, could I borrow your straightener?
(chatter continues)
HELENA: Riley.
What the heck?
I had no idea you were so good onstage.
- Why am I singing tonight? - ♪ Jingle all the way... ♪
It should be you.
Where did you find that?
Kris sent it to me.
She, um, said that watching the woman who inspired our song
would inspire me.
But it just made me realize I'm the B-team.
"B" as in "brilliant"?
Or "bodacious" or "breathtaking" or...
(laughs): I'm running out of "B" s.
(laughs): Uh, yeah, no.
Uh, barely able to keep it together
because I'm so nervous?
The day of that performance,
I totally lost my voice and I couldn't sing.
- What did you do? - I was doing everything.
I was gargling salt water, I was drinking tea,
I was rubbing peppermint oil all over my body, but...
my big sister Becks gave me this.
It's been passed down from Mu to Mu for generations,
and it's meant to give whatever sister has it courage.
I swear to God, the second I put it
in my hair, my voice came back.
- Whoa. - JESSE: Calories, please.
HELENA: I'm glad to know I'm not
the only one who gets nervous.
Here.
Wait, are you... are you giving this to me?
Mm-hmm.
As your designated big sister,
it's my job to take care of you.
That's what I'm gonna do.
- Wow. Thank you. - (phone ringing)
(chuckles softly)
(sighs)
Hey, Mom.
Yeah. Yeah, no, no.
I know I said I'd call you back,
but it's only been 15 minutes.
Hey, Ri.
I gave you that comb.
♪ Daddy, buy me that, make my list for Santa... ♪
Here, the dress I borrowed from you,
all nice, clean, ready for the orphans' dinner tomorrow.
Hold on.
Is it bad we're calling it "orphans' dinner,"
since you're a...
Wait, my parents are dead?
I...
(laughs): I'm kidding.
You can totally call it the "orphans' dinner."
(sighs): Oh.
Okay, good, 'cause I thought it sounded cute,
like Dickensian or something.
Where do you want me to put this?
Oh, you can keep it. I never wear it anymore.
Christmas is the time for looking sexy, Riley.
I thought that was Halloween.
Technically, it's every holiday.
- SANTA TOY: Ho, ho, ho. - Um, can someone figure out
how to turn that thing off?
It, like, woke me up at 4:00 in the morning.
- Ho, ho, ho. - Thank you.
I'll leave it here for you for when you change your mind.
- I won't. - You will.
RILEY: I won't.
Bye. Have a good break.
- Grab the duffel. - Bye, Riley.
♪ ♪
(Riley humming "Jingle Bells")
(women chattering, laughing)
(kids chattering playfully)
♪ ♪
MAN: After break, man.
It's in the Myers building.
(lively chatter)
GELSON: "Men, bonding together,
"invented culture as a defense against female nature.
"Sky-cult was the most sophisticated step
"in this process, for its switch
"of the creative locus from earth to sky
"is a shift from belly magic to head magic.
"And from this defensive head magic
"has come the spectacular glory of male civilization,
"which has lifted woman with it.
"The very language and logic
"modern woman uses to assail patriarchal culture
were the invention of men."
Now, who here can tell me
what they think this writer is trying to suggest?
Miss Stone.
U-Um...
I think that he's saying
that women think with their instincts
and men think with their brains,
and that women live in men's worlds
whether they like it or not.
- (sets down cup) - You said "he."
What makes you think the author is a man?
I...
It may surprise you to know that the writer is one
Dr. Camille...
...Paglia.
(students murmuring)
Now, I just wanted to show you that there is no way of writing
that is inherently male or female.
And it's very difficult for me to do my job,
teaching the curriculum, which does happen to contain
many white male writers,
when there's a petition circulating to have me fired.
I have no nefarious plot to secret away knowledge from you.
There are no "covert meetings" in hidden rooms
where men discuss how to bury women.
You, or more likely your parents,
are paying a great deal of money
for you to study the proper classics.
And it's my job to present them to you.
Enjoy your winter breaks.
And a Merry Christmas to you all.
(students chattering)
Hi there. Do you want to sign my petition against
Professor Gelson and the ruthless misogyny
of higher education...
Hi. Um, do you want to sign my petition?
- Uh, sure. - It's against Professor Gelson.
MARTY: I don't know.
I just don't really feel like dealing with my mom right now.
She's just...
It doesn't surprise me at all that my dad left her.
Anyways, I'm excited to spend the break with you guys.
A little less excited for the dance tonight at DKO, but...
Are you sure you're cool with us doing it?
...higher education. Hi!
Gelson's going down!
Would you like to sign my... Okay.
50 signatures and counting,
and this is the beginning of winter break,
when traditionally no one cares about anything.
You already got the college to remove the founder's bust
from the administration building.
Isn't that enough crusading for one semester, Kris?
- Uh, no. - Oh.
Calvin Hawthorne was a racist and a sexist.
He owned slaves. In the North.
Seriously. He was into the dark arts and shit.
I read he, like, killed disobedient women
in ritual sacrifices to male pagan gods.
MARTY: Oh, my God, Kris. You actually believe that?
KRIS: And it's not like they destroyed the freakin' thing.
The Dekes took it to their frat,
and now they can junk off onto it
and no one has to see it.
(stammers) Everyone wins.
(Riley chuckles)
- Where are you going? - Work.
Ooh, cool. I need coffee.
("Jingle Jangle" by Rehya Stevens playing)
MARTY: I still don't understand
why you want to get him fired so bad.
Uh, 'cause he went totally crazy on me
when all I did was ask why his syllabus has no women on it,
queer people on it, trans people on it,
- people of color on it. - Yeah, but, uh, I mean,
are we just supposed to not study the classics?
Whose classics are they? 'Cause they're not mine.
Will you at least sign my petition?
You of all people should care.
What happened to Riley is a completely different thing than
- what happened to you, Kris. - I am just saying
that she might want to get involved because
she understands that if we let men get away with
- this sort of behavior... - "She" is right here, you guys.
Let men get away with this sort of behavior,
then they'll get away with everything.
They already do.
I thought we were sisters.
No? Fine. I get it.
You guys don't want to fight the good fight.
You don't want to confront the white supremacist
- patriarchy head-on. - RILEY: Kris, come on.
- Split a snickerdoodle with me? - No, no. Nope.
It's fine. I get it.
I'll sign it.
Excuse me?
Yeah. I mean, I-I thought it was cool
that you got them to get rid of Calvin Hawthorne's bust.
It was kind of creepy.
- (pen clicks) - Uh, and the way
Professor Gelson yelled at you in class was really lame.
Sorry for the wait.
No worries. I... I don't mind waiting.
Sorry. That was really...
Thank you.
Okay, fine. Give it to me.
Thank you. And you know what?
I would love to split a snickerdoodle with you.
- Excuse me. Sorry. - Excuse me.
Sorry.
- Oh. After you. - Thank you.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah.
MARTY: Oh, you can take this back.
KRIS: Oh, no.
What's up, ladies?
Can I get an iced coffee?
- Excited for tonight? - (scoops ice)
Brian's gonna be there.
He's coming up from D.C. to meet the new pledges.
KRIS: The only place Brian Huntley belongs
is in jail for what he did to Riley.
We're going skiing together.
Don't worry. It's consensual.
KRIS: Screw you, Phil.
And tell Brian to stay the hell away from Riley.
Keep the change.
MARTY: What should we do?
We could pull out, be conscientious objectors like
Lindsay and the Delta Sig girls
and skip the performance altogether.
You've been trying to get out of this for three weeks.
Come on, we're not bailing.
- I'll be fine. - Are you sure?
It was three years ago. I can handle it.
What's the worst that can happen?
♪ ♪
- Do women say the word "dump"? - (music playing in distance)
I mean, uh, yeah.
I hate these little cutie names for just taking a shit.
MARTY: I don't think we say cutie names, do we?
Is he here? Did you see him?
MARTY: I mean, there's definitely a difference.
I don't know.
That's okay. That's okay.
- You guys look so hot. - MARTY: Smoosh, can you
- take a photo of all of us? - Of course.
(sighs) That's what I'm here for.
KRIS (groans): Ooh.
Oh, daddy. (grunts)
What are you doing? Come on.
- (groans) - KRIS: Yeah. - (Jesse laughs)
KRIS: Whoo. Mm-mmm.
You ready?
Three, two, one.
- Cheese. - (camera clicks)
- Got it. - JESSE: I'm glad I wore my push-up bra.
- (laughter) - Yeah, okay.
My little documentarian.
NATE: I love you so much, baby.
Where's Helena?
Oh, she was pounding vodka sodas earlier,
but she looked really good.
MARTY: Are you okay, Smoosh?
Yeah. It's just an allergy headache. I'm fine.
KRIS: Seriously, if she screws this up, I'm gonna kill her.
Says the girl who projectile vomited
at Sophomore Salad Soiree.
- I'm gonna go look for her. - (Marty chuckles)
- "Woman." - "Woman," sorry, who projectile vomited
- at Sophomore Salad Soiree. - (door closes)
- (footsteps creaking) - (music playing in distance)
♪ ♪
MAN (muffled): Fraternitas fratrum.
The founder wills it so.
(door creaks softly)
Watch it, pledge. Break that, and it's all over.
You'll never be part of the Deke army.
Fraternitas fratrum.
The power of the founder compels you
to pledge your loyalty to DKO.
The founder wills it so.
(echoing clunk)
(high-pitched ringing)
(footsteps)
- (door creaks softly) - Fraternitas fratrum.
(muffled): The power of the founder compels you.
(footsteps creaking)
(woman laughs faintly)
WOMAN: No, stop.
(woman laughs)
(woman moans)
(both panting)
- You are so sexy. - (gasps)
- I want you so bad. - Wait.
(whispers): Wait. Wait.
Wait. Phil, wait. Wait.
- Helena? - Dude, what the hell?
I've been looking for you.
Right, you found her, so get the hell out.
The girls want to practice dance one more time.
I-I guess, I guess I got to, I got to...
We were in the middle of something.
Do you want me to leave?
(chuckling)
You bitches are all the same.
You act like you want it, but you're all a bunch of teases.
You know, Brian would never have done what you said he did.
♪ ♪
(door slams)
You okay?
I don't feel...
Does vodka mix well with tequila?
- (Helena vomiting, coughing) - Yeah, get it all out.
(Helena groans)
Well, that'll be a really nice Christmas gift for him.
(laughs)
I am such an idiot.
You're not an idiot.
(whispers): I just thought he was cute.
Should I take you home?
No.
No, you stay here.
You can let the girls down easy for me.
Will you promise you're gonna text me
as soon as you get home?
Promise.
- KRIS: Ooh, ooh, ooh. - All right.
- KRIS: Oh, daddy. - (rap music playing outside)
Where is she?
- I put her in an Uber. - MARTY: Is she okay?
She's fine. She just ate something bad.
(laughs): What? She did.
Maybe it's a sign we shouldn't sing.
Ow.
No. Absolutely not.
KRIS: Are you kidding me?
You've been coaching us for three weeks,
you know the choreography, and you sing.
Yeah, but he's here.
It's all the more reason to do it.
Jesse, what do you think?
I'm sorry, I wasn't listening. What am I supposed to say?
This way of life is unsustainable, Riley.
What Brian did to you... it's awful.
And it's terrible that nobody believed you.
But you can't just sit on the sidelines alone forever.
You're gonna keep shrinking and shrinking
until there's nothing left of you.
Hmm?
You used to be a fighter.
It's time to be a fighter again.
If not for yourself, for your sisters?
♪ ♪
ANNOUNCER: And now,
the girls from Mu Kappa!
WOMAN: Women!
(crowd cheering, whooping, howling)
MAN: Yeah!
(crowd murmuring)
(women scatting "Up on the Housetop")
(crowd whooping)
(scatting continues)
♪ ♪
(scatting continues, echoing)
(men laughing, chattering)
(scatting continues, faint and muffled)
(quietly): Rebuild yourself, bitch.
(scatting continues, faint and muffled)
♪ Up in the frat house, me and you ♪
♪ And you know what I'm there to do ♪
♪ We're drinking and kissing, what comes next? ♪
♪ You and I have S-E-X ♪
- (crowd whooping) - ♪ But ho, ho, ho ♪
♪ I didn't know ♪
♪ Ho, ho, ho, I didn't know ♪
♪ Yes, up in the frat house, one true fact ♪
(crowd whooping, whistling)
♪ And that is that I got attacked ♪
♪ Up in the frat house, shit went down ♪
♪ And I'm telling everyone in town ♪
♪ I didn't lead you on, for goodness' sake ♪
♪ I couldn't have 'cause I wasn't awake ♪
- (crowd exclaiming) - WOMAN: Yes!
♪ Ho, ho, ho, I didn't know ♪
♪ Ho, ho, ho ♪
♪ I didn't know ♪
♪ Yes, up in the frat house, click, click, click ♪
♪ What you guys do in here is sick ♪
- (crowd cheering) - ♪ There's no more protecting you ♪
♪ No he said, she said what was true ♪
♪ Don't say that this was my fault ♪
♪ 'Cause what you did is called assault ♪
- WOMAN: Yeah! - (crowd cheering) - ♪ Ho, ho, ho ♪
♪ I didn't know ♪
♪ Ho, ho, ho, I didn't know ♪
♪ Yes, up in the frat house, click, click, click ♪
♪ You slipped me a roofie and then your d... ♪
(crowd cheering, whooping)
(men booing)
(cheering and booing continue)
Maybe that'll teach Brian Huntley
not to rape another girl.
MARTY: Come on! Hey!
- Let's go! - (whooping)
Let's leave. Let's go.
- (cheering and booing continue) - Just keep going.
(laughs): Look what I got!
I can't believe I just fucking did that!
Baby Jesus is smiling down on you, Riley,
and he wants to thank you for such a good birthday.
- Did you see their faces? - I was ready... I know.
I was ready to pee myself. I wasn't even onstage.
- Oh, my God. - I had no idea... - LANDON: Riley!
MARTY: It's the North Pole's best kept secret.
NATE: Oh, really?
- MARTY: Mm-hmm. - LANDON: Hey, uh...
- it's Riley, right? - Yeah.
Um, that was really good.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
Uh, I was really impressed.
That-that takes guts.
Uh, I'm Landon.
JESSE: Hey, guys, come on.
Cake. Let's go sneak into the café.
- Come on. - RILEY: No. I should probably go home.
- No. It is midnight on our last day... - I... (groans)
...of our last fall semester of college ever.
You're not bailing. Come on. Live a little.
Do you want to come with us?
Uh... nah, I got to...
Yeah. I-I'm-I'm probably gonna go home any...
Why am I telling you that?
- Like, okay. - (laughter) - Ugh.
Hey, you know what?
Actually, screw those Dekes, man.
They suck.
- Uh, they can return the equipment. - Okay, well, let me
just text my friend Helena,
- make sure she got home okay. - Okay.
KRIS: Mm, she already sent a group text to all of us.
Says, "How is swiff.
"Traking the ampersant 30 train tom.
See you next yeat!"
- So, I think we're all good. - All right. Let's go.
- (laughter) - (Jesse whoops) - MARTY: Yay!
JESSE: Landon, you can hold this.
Thank you. (whoops)
♪ ♪
(retches quietly)
(phone chimes)
Oh, wait. Okay. Uh, f...
I've got one.
Um, why is Santa Claus scared
of getting stuck in the chimney?
(laughs)
- Oh, this is gonna be bad. - (laughs)
Because he's claustrophobic.
- Mm, that's actually not so bad. - Not so bad.
- (laughs): Not so b... - Not so...
(laughs): It's pretty, it's pretty good.
Are you going to invite your new friend
over for our orphans' Christmas dinner?
"Orphans' Christmas dinner"?
It's, like, a potluck we do for anybody
who's left over here over the break.
7:00. Are you here?
Uh, yeah. I don't leave until Sunday.
So... I mean, is that o...
- Are you cool... with... - Mm.
Okay.
Good girl.
MARTY: Let's not pretend like I'm the only one.
KRIS: I'm wearing a thong and some other underwear.
JESSE: I'm not wearing anything.
How come you've never talked to me before?
You come into the café every day.
I, um...
I... uh, it just takes me a while to figure out how to...
approach things.
But don't give up on me, though.
I... I always figure it out eventually.
- Mm. - So...
(spits)
(sighs)
(phone chimes)
♪ ♪
(door creaks)
(door closes)
♪ ♪
(door creaking)
Hello?
Anyone there?
♪ ♪
(door closes)
(rapid, distorted chiming)
(man exhales)
- (phone chimes) - (gasps)
(phone chimes, vibrates)
(door opens)
The star of the evening.
I can't believe you did that in front of Brian last night.
- (Riley groans) - What?
I don't know. I thought I'd feel good about it,
but I just feel weird.
Dude. You won.
Enjoy it.
All right.
I got to pack.
My sister... biological...
will string me up if I'm late for the train.
(gasps) Promise to take good care of Claudette.
- I promise. - And don't overfeed her.
It took an entire year to slim her down
after last winter break.
Happy holidays, Franny.
Hey, Merry Christmas from this Jew to you.
Ladies, ladies, ladies. We've got errands to run.
- Has anyone seen my mitten? - Hey. He's stressing me out.
He's in father goose mode.
- It'll pass. - Has anyone seen my other mitten?
- NATE: Let's go! - I think someone was here
- from DKO last night. - KRIS: What? Why?
Look, it's the same stuff that was at the frat.
- Why is all our stuff missing? - Cheap champagne will do that.
What do you think it is? Do you think it's paint?
- The dirty junk of frat boy scum. - No, I'm serious.
I think they're planning a prank or something.
Ah, right. The classic painting the cat's paws prank.
- (toy Santa playing) - They probably took Jesse's crystal,
my mitten and Fran's DivaCup, too.
TOY SANTA: Ho, ho, ho.
NATE: Okay. If the girth of this tree
isn't how I want it, I know I'm blaming you guys
'cause you took frickin' forever to get ready.
KRIS: We can't control a girth of a tree.
Well, yeah, you can. If we got there in time,
there would... I don't know.
Nate, did you get this door fixed yet?
- Let's go! Riley, come on! - Coming.
I'm coming.
Ow. (grunts)
(engine starts)
- MARTY: Drive, drive, drive! - (Kris whooping)
- NATE: Good? - (excited shouting)
Let's do it.
(Claudette meows)
Claudette?
(Claudette meows)
Claudette? Are you in here?
(Claudette meows)
If you make me late for the train,
I swear I'm never feeding you again.
Ask my childhood hamster.
- He's super dead. - (Claudette meows)
Claudette? Seriously.
- Where are you? - (Claudette meows)
(phone chimes)
Sweetheart?
Where are you?
(door creaks)
Are you hurt, angel?
(Claudette meows)
Oh, there you are.
Ooh, I like that one. The tree the guy has.
NATE (laughs): That means it's taken. Mm-hmm.
Options.
- That's a little bit of you, isn't it? - (chuckles)
- This one's, you know, humble. - Mm?
- This guy's leaning. - (chuckles)
- I think you... - Humble?
I think this one deserves a loving home.
- Guys, this one. - Yeah.
- (chuckles) - No.
- This is it. - Kris.
- I cannot afford something that big. - No, it's okay.
My dad left me his card so I can spend whatever I want
over winter break 'cause he bailed on our St. Barts trip.
- All right. Let's do it. - (phone chimes, vibrates)
- Do you need any help, baby? - Oh.
- NATE: No. I got it. - JESSE: Whoa. - MARTY: Okay.
JESSE: You're doing the most.
MARTY: All right.
♪ ♪
KRIS: Keep going. Keep going.
(ringtone playing)
(phone beeps)
Hello?
(staticky, distorted chatter)
Hello?
(staticky, distorted chatter)
Hello?
MRS. RITTENHOUSE: Oh, thank God I got through.
- It's Helena's mom. - Oh, hi, Mrs. Rittenhouse.
Do you know where Helena is?
She was supposed to be here a few hours ago,
and I haven't heard from her since yesterday.
I'm a little worried.
RILEY: Well, um,
I'm not there right now,
but I can check as soon as I get back.
Oh, would you?
Oh, that would be, that would be really great.
- RILEY: Of course. - Thank you so much, Riley.
- Okay. - Thank you.
- Bye. - Okay, bye.
♪ ♪
GROUP: ♪ Deck the halls with boughs of holly ♪
- ♪ Fa-la-la-la-la ♪ - JESSE: Franny?
- ♪ La-la-la-la ♪ - Oh, shoot.
She must have already gone home.
- ♪ 'Tis the season... ♪ - Okay.
I need to get started on the ham.
NATE: Can you please lift it up?
(in distance): Hey, can you go grab the stand, please?
- (knocks) - RILEY: Helena?
NATE: And you go up, up.
Go. Go grab that side.
(door creaking)
(wind whistling softly)
(phone clicks, beeps)
HELENA (recorded): Hey, it's Helena.
Leave a message or just be a dear
- and send me a text next time. - (beep)
Hey, it's Riley.
Can you give me a call when you get this?
Your mom called, and I'm worried about you.
Love you. Bye.
(phone beeps)
She's not there.
Her phone's off.
And Lindsay from Delta Sig didn't get home, either.
I think we should tell campus security that she's missing.
KRIS: Okay, let's not forget that
she did have food poisoning last night
and could've easily overslept and gotten on a later train.
- She is only a couple hours late. - NATE: Damn, babe.
- Can you hold it straight? - I'm dealing with something
a little more important right now, Smoosh.
NATE: It's snowy as hell out there.
Her shit probably got delayed.
Please just hold the tree straight.
Why are you so grouchy right now?
- I'm not being grouchy. - (Kris chuckles)
I just want to get the tree up.
- Hold. Okay? - Okay, look. You just made it crooked.
This is so inefficient. I love it.
Guys, do I just turn on the oven and put the ham in?
It seems too easy.
Something doesn't feel right.
♪ ♪
(phone chimes, vibrates)
♪ ♪
Riley.
- Hey. - Hey.
What are you doing here?
Hello to you, too. (chuckles)
Sorry. I...
Uh, I was just brushing up
to beat you at bad jokes later tonight.
You okay?
Did you...
Have you been DMing me?
Me?
No.
I... I don't have social media.
I'm freaked out by all the privacy stuff.
But I'd get it.
Uh, I'd DM you if you wanted me to.
- I've got to go. - All right.
Uh, s-still on for tonight?
- Sure. - Okay.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(phone ringing in distance)
("Brand New Christmas" by Bombay Beach Revival playing)
♪ A brand-new Christmas ♪
♪ The season will be greeting us anew... ♪
(Riley clears throat)
Can I help you?
Um, one of my roommates is missing.
Helena Rittenhouse.
- She's a sophomore. - Missing?
- It's winter break. - I know.
But she was supposed to be home earlier today,
and her mom called 'cause she hasn't gotten home yet.
Could just be a delay of some sort. Snow.
Right.
But... I've been getting these weird DMs.
Direct messages.
Messages on apps.
Yes. DMs.
Well, I've been getting them since this morning,
and they're from a Calvin Hawthorne account, which I...
My sisters and I did this stupid performance
last night at DKO kind of making fun of them.
And one of their alums, Brian Huntley, is visiting.
And you think what?
This Brian Huntley guy abducted your friend
and is pretending to be the dead founder
of Hawthorne College sending you DMs?
No. (chuckles) Um...
But I...
I just feel like they could be related.
Yeah, well, we need more than feelings in this business.
♪ Grab some friends and sing aloud... ♪
- Mmm. - (rubs hands)
May I?
♪ Thank God I've got you to keep me warm... ♪
Who's Landon?
Excuse me?
Landon?
You asked this person if it's Landon.
Oh, he's some guy that I met last night,
but it's d-definitely not him.
You're willing to accuse Huntley of
locking your friend in his basement,
but you're sure that this guy that you just met
has nothing to do with it?
I'm not... I didn't say that she was locked in the basement.
What are you saying?
I'm saying... (laughing softly)
...that my friend is missing.
(sighs)
(pounding on door)
GIL: Anybody home?
Seems like no one's here.
Look, I get that you're worried,
but I've seen a lot of these cases,
and nine times out of ten, the girl's just with a boyfriend.
If she's not back by tomorrow, come see me.
That's it?
Wh-What about the messages?
I wouldn't worry about those.
Like you say, they're probably just
pissed about the little show you put on.
Boys will be... well, you know.
Can I give you a ride home?
No. I'm okay.
All right. Have a good break.
(vehicle door opens, closes)
(engine starts)
(phone clicks, beeps)
(cell phone ringing faintly)
♪ ♪
(gasps) Oh.
I'm sorry.
I was, um...
- GELSON: No, no. I'm sorry. - I, uh...
Looking for a comb that I lost.
But I...
(crow cawing in distance)
I can come back.
Nonsense.
I have a key.
Please.
I promised I'd let the cleaners in
while the boys went on their ski trip.
I hope you don't mind my saying so,
but a few of the boys did confide in me that the prank
Mu Kappa played last night went a little bit too far.
(sighs) I think it only right Miss Waterson remove the video.
- (keys clicking) - It's online?
Now, which key is it?
Well, I'm not entirely sure how these things work,
but it did seem to be heavily watched.
(laughs): 30,000 views or something.
The video she posted of me garnered less than half that.
Between this and her petition against me,
it seems Miss Waterson's passion for equality
cannot be bridled.
Oh, dear. I didn't mean to bring that up.
It's just...
Hawthorne means so much to me.
This school has 200 years of history.
Many sacrifices have been made to keep our traditions alive.
I just wanted to make sure you're aware of
the possible legal repercussions.
The public accusation at the end
could be considered defamatory.
Let's see if this works, shall we?
(lock clicks)
Ah. There we go.
After you.
I have to go.
(chuckles) What about your comb?
Miss Stone.
(chuckles softly)
♪ Here comes Mary Christmas, ready as can be... ♪
I can't believe how easy it was to cook.
I could've been making ham all my life.
- Babe, can you help me a little bit? - KRIS: Mmm.
Since when do you drink beer?
I like beer.
Okay, new game. Top three animals.
- Go. - That's a dumb game.
- Well, then you don't have to play. - Nate.
Okay. Marty, you go first.
Um, I actually can't right now. I'm a little busy.
Please?
Okay. Fine. Um...
The first one would probably be an owl,
and then a bunny, and then an ant.
Wow.
Ant. That's bold.
What's the game?
Okay. Number one animal, owl... that's how you see yourself.
- I see that. - Mm-hmm.
Number two animal, um, bunny...
that's what you look for in a romantic partner.
Not today, apparently.
JESSE: And then third animal, ant...
that's what you want in friends.
(clears throat) Why the ant, Marty?
I don't know.
I guess they're strong,
- and they're all kind of, like, one unit. - (door opens)
- Um, and you can't kill an ant - (door closes)
because they're all an extension of the others.
That's really poetic.
RILEY: What the hell, Kris?!
Did you talk to campus security?
You posted the video from last night online?
Yeah. Why? Is it getting views?
Did you watch it the whole way through?
Uh, I didn't need to. I lived it.
(over video): Maybe that'll teach Brian Huntley
not to rape another girl.
Oh, God.
- (whispers): Okay. - No. Where are you going?
I'm gonna go get Christmas lights for the dinner decor.
When you guys fight, it high-key stresses me out.
Look, okay, I'm gonna cut that part out right now.
It already has, like, 50,000 views.
Well, yeah. I-I thought the point of
calling out frat boy rape culture was to inspire women.
We're not inspiring people.
We're pissing people off.
Gelson is cornering me.
I'm getting messed-up DMs from God-knows-who.
- Helena's disappeared, and now the whole world... - Wait, wait.
- Hold on. Hold on. No, no, no. - ...knows that Brian Huntley...
Wait, wait. Back up. Hold on. You're getting weird DMs?
- Yeah. - So am I.
(in distance): ♪ ...Mary is, Santa's sure to go ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Here comes Mary Christmas ♪
♪ Ready as can be ♪
♪ With a smile as bright as the brightest light... ♪
(music continues faintly in distance)
(door creaking)
Okay.
(sighs softly)
Christmas lights.
What did Gelson say?
- Kris, are you getting them? - Yes. Just ignore them.
They are boys with heavy testicles. Did he threaten you?
RILEY: No. He just made it pretty clear that he wants you
to drop the petition.
So he thinks that he can threaten us
and then we'll just drop this.
- MARTY: Okay... - This is just getting started!
- MARTY: No. How about we... - You're not listening to me!
No.
(gasps softly)
Bingo.
Let's see.
Shit.
Christmas lights.
(sighs) Do Christmas lights expire?
Ugh.
Wait.
Let's try these.
Okay.
(screams)
Helena wouldn't even be missing
if I'd just gone home like I wanted to instead of
you forcing me to sing your dumb song.
My song? That was my song? We did that for you!
RILEY: I wouldn't have sung it if you didn't...
You're so, you're so pushy, Kris!
You never stop, do you?
You just push and you push.
I don't stop because they don't stop!
Well, not everybody wants to be like you!
Some of us are quite happy to...
To just disappear!
NATE: What did you girls expect?
- Excuse me? - I told you something like this
was gonna happen.
Okay? You humiliated those guys up there.
Of course they're pissed.
And that gives them an excuse to harass us?
What... If a bunch of frat bros had gotten up
and sang a song about how,
I don't know, women were just bimbos
who liked to show off their tits, then yeah,
- you'd be livid. - It's a little different, Smoosh.
How? Why are you allowed to say all this shit about men,
and we're supposed to just sit here and take it?
Because men have all the power.
Not all men have power.
- Did you just "not all men" me? Did you just... - MARTY: Don't.
NATE: Not all men are rapists, Kris!
- Okay? I'm not. - No. Nobody...
But you just lump me in with the bad ones because I'm a man?
No. Nobody is calling you a rapist.
- You imply it with your man-hating. - "Man-hating"?
- What did I say that was so offensive? - Okay.
Hon, just calm down. We're trying to have
- a rational conversation. - "Calm down"?
- Yeah. - You want me to calm down?! Let's calm down!
NATE: Yeah, I want you to calm down. Okay. You just trying...
- Shut up! - What would you do if I grabbed you like this?!
- Get out! Get out! - You know what?
- MARTY: You need to leave. - The second I have a good point...
- MARTY: Leave! I don't give a shit! - No, no!
The second I have a good point,
- you tell me to leave you?! - Who are you?!
- Get out of here! - You know, I should've just
- dumped you last semester... - I don't give a shit!
- Get out! - You're hysterical.
Jesus!
Oh, my God! (chuckles)
(phone chimes, vibrates)
♪ ♪
"I will bring you to your knees"?
(phone chimes, vibrates)
"And you will beg for mercy"?
(phone clicking)
- There. - What did you just do?
I said, "Hey, Calvin Hawthorne. Why don't you come down here,
bite my ass, and make me a panini on my mom's press?"
Oh, my...
(Riley and Marty scream)
KRIS: What was that?
(Marty gasping)
Run!
Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on!
RILEY: Come on, Marty!
Come on!
Ow. (groans)
(whimpering)
- Oh, shit. - (fabric ripping)
- Oh, my God. - Shit.
I knew Helena was dead. I knew.
- I felt it. - KRIS: No, we don't know that.
We don't know that. All we know is
that we need to get out of here.
Who is that guy?
Could be anyone... the Dekes, Gelson.
Look, we can sit here and make a list
of all the guys that want to kill us
or we could get out of here, we could get help.
I can't. I can't.
- It hurts too much to move. - You're okay.
- Hold this. I got you. - (whimpering)
Where's your phone, Ri?
It's downstairs.
Shit. I left mine downstairs.
Marty's bleeding really bad.
I need to stay with her and tend her wound.
Riley, we need a phone.
We need to call the cops and warn all the other girls
- to stay away from that house. - Okay. Okay. Okay.
(groans)
(grunts)
(panting)
♪ ♪
(wind whistling softly)
♪ ♪
(footsteps creaking softly)
♪ ♪
(light switch clicks)
(footsteps creaking softly)
(breath shaking)
MARTY: I know I wasn't always on your side.
And I know that we butt heads sometimes.
- It's okay. - Um...
And I know that I always lug Nate around,
but I really love it when it's just the four of us.
Jesse.
Oh, God.
We've got to find her.
We're ants, Kris.
Okay. (sniffles) Um, I'll do it.
You just... stay here.
Keep the door locked, okay?
(footsteps creaking softly)
♪ ♪
(panting softly)
♪ ♪
(door opens in distance)
(door closes)
(footsteps echoing in distance)
(echoing thump in distance)
(door creaks)
(whispers): Jess?
(footsteps approaching)
(footsteps stop)
♪ ♪
NATE: Riley?
What are you doing down there?
Wh-Where's Marty?
- (shushes) - I, uh, I just, I wanted to apologize.
I... I was having this intense migraine.
- And I-I feel terrible. - (shushes) Nate.
(quietly): There's someone in the house.
- (high-pitched ringing) - (groans)
I need your phone.
Where's Marty?
(shushes) Please, Nate.
She's... she's hurt.
And she needs a doctor, but I need your phone.
- No. Screw a phone. - (shushes)
Get the girls out of here, all right?
If someone hurts my girl, it's my duty to protect her.
Show yourself, coward!
This is a man's...
(gasps)
(ragged panting)
Stay away from me.
(groans)
(sobbing)
(screaming)
(groaning)
(panting)
(sobbing)
(sobs)
TOY SANTA: Merry Christmas, boys and girls.
Ho, ho, ho, ho.
(grunting)
(sobbing loudly)
(yells)
(man grunts)
(Riley sobbing)
KRIS: Hey. Hey, hey.
(Riley sniffles)
Okay. You're okay.
We're here, okay?
Where's Jesse?
(sobbing softly)
Marty.
Nate?
Nate?! No!
No. Oh.
Oh... oh, God.
(Marty sniffles)
Oh. No.
♪ ♪
(footsteps approaching slowly)
What the fuck?
- KRIS: Get out of here. - Go.
- Go. Go! - (Marty shouting)
KRIS: I got her!
(gasping)
(grunting) Come on!
(women scream)
(sobbing)
(panting)
(sniffling)
You made your point.
Marty, get back here.
- I just called the police! - Marty.
They'll be here any second.
Marty. Marty.
If you leave now, you can save yourself.
Marty.
Run!
(grunts)
(Riley and Kris groaning)
No! No! Come on!
(grunting)
(footsteps creaking)
(panting quietly)
(groaning)
(ragged breathing)
(footsteps creaking)
(grunting)
(phone ringing)
- Security. - DISPATCHER: 911, attack at Hawthorne College.
- What? - Report's at 1974 Elm Road.
I'm on my way.
(siren wailing)
(footsteps creaking)
(door opens, closes)
Get to the hall.
Break for the door.
As fast as you can, okay?
Okay.
(Kris grunting)
No!
(choking)
(yells)
(panting)
Freeze!
(yells)
- (blade stabs) - (grunts)
(groans)
(women screaming)
(panting)
Why isn't it blood?
(gasps)
I've seen him before. He's a DKO pledge.
Watch it, pledge.
Break that, and it's all over.
You'll never be part of the Deke army.
Riley, we have to go to the cops.
I'm gonna go get Nate's keys, and you meet me by the door.
Okay? Okay.
(panting)
♪ ♪
(grunting)
(grunts loudly)
This can't be real.
KRIS: Riley!
(grunting)
Riley! (grunts)
(choking)
- (Riley grunting) - (coughing)
Get the keys!
(grunting)
Go!
- Uh, come on. - Kris, open the door!
I-I got it! Ah.
- (door handles clicking) - Kris, hurry, hurry!
Come on, Kris! Open the door!
- I got it! - (door handles clicking)
(gasps)
Come on.
- (gasps) - (engine starts)
Go! Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
(tires screeching)
Oh, my God. Okay.
Hey, we're gonna be okay. We're gonna be okay.
Oh, God.
Who the hell were those guys?
- Something crazy is going on. - Yeah, no shit.
A bunch of dudes just tried to kill us.
No, I mean I saw that guy before,
the night of the talent show.
The Dekes were doing some sort of ritual with the pledges.
It's a frat.
- Pledges pledge frats. - No, this felt different.
It was like they were doing something with this black stuff
that was coming out of the founder's bust.
It was like...
It was like black magic or sorcery or something.
So you're telling me you think the DKO boys
possessed their pledges in some-some
supernatural hazing ritual?
Well, you saw the pledge's face.
You saw his blood.
I don't know what he was, but he was changed.
He wasn't human.
Think about it.
The bust gets brought into the founder's fraternity.
Brian Huntley turns up to meet with the new pledges,
and then we all start getting these messages
from a Calvin Hawthorne account.
Lindsay goes missing.
Helena goes missing.
Marty and Jesse are dead.
I mean, all of this leads back to DKO.
I need you to help me.
I need you to create a distraction
so that I can sneak into the room
where they were holding the ceremony and get to the bust,
because that is where the power is coming from.
Excuse me. What?
A magical bust? No. We're going to the cops.
What are we gonna tell them?
I would like to remind you
that we just killed three people who, possessed or not,
are lying dead in our house right now.
It was self-defense.
Well, you want to count on the cops believing that?
They didn't believe me
when I told them what Brian had done to me.
So what makes you think that they're gonna believe us now?
You don't even believe me.
- Pull over. - No.
- Pull the car over, damn it! - Shit, Riley!
Riley! What are you doing?!
- Jesus, Riley, stop! - (tires screeching)
Stop! No!
I thought that you were a fighter.
(back door opens, closes)
(dog barking in distance)
♪ ♪
(sniffs)
Riley?
I was just on my way to orphans' dinn...
Whoa, what happened?
Riley.
Hey, Riley. What...
Hey, c-can, can I help you?
What-what do you need from me?
Well, you really want to help?
(engine revving)
♪ ♪
Let us in!
- Is it happening to you, too? - Yeah.
- And to Thetas, Pis and Kappas, too. - (door opens)
We need to go to the cops, now.
- Go. - Go.
Go, go, go!
(wind whistling softly)
LANDON (quietly): All right. Uh, he's been Zeta'd.
Uh, you've been Zeta'd.
Yeah. You've been Zeta'd.
(exhales)
(sighs)
Come on.
Seriously?
Hey!
Not cool!
You ruined my mixer!
- (clattering inside) - Hey!
- (glass shatters) - Dickheads!
Come get me, you pieces of shit!
(glass shatters)
Morons!
Oh, hey, guys.
How's it g...
(footsteps creaking)
Oh, shit.
(whistling "Up on the Housetop")
What do you want, crease?
I want, um...
I-I... I want you
to suck a fat fart 'cause you just got Zeta'd.
PHIL: I know for a fact you're not in Zeta.
But you can pledge our frat if you want.
Just got to go through a... a little hazing ritual.
(footsteps approaching slowly)
- (high-pitched ringing) - Uh...
(groans)
Got a headache, bro?
(panting)
That's just the founder
- drawing out your true alpha. - (grunts)
(groans)
- (high-pitched ringing) - (grunting)
(footsteps approaching)
(groans)
(doors creak)
HELENA: Help! Somebody help me, please!
Help!
Helena.
- Oh, thank God you're here. - You're alive.
Yeah, we have to hurry, okay? Okay. Okay.
Someone could come back at any second.
- Did they hurt you? - No, I think I'm okay.
I'm okay.
I thought no one would find me
and I'd be trapped here forever.
You're okay now. You're okay.
(sharp thud)
PHIL (echoing): Nice work, sweetie.
♪ ♪
BRIAN (echoing): Fraternitas fratrum.
The spirit of the founder compels you.
Fraternitas fratrum.
(Brian exhales)
(whispers): Fraternitas fratrum.
(echoing): Imagine a world
where you're no longer sitting in the corner.
You're sitting on the throne.
(rhythmic thumping)
(rhythmic thumping continues louder)
MEN (chanting): Fraternitas fratrum.
(rhythmic thumping continues)
Fraternitas fratrum.
(thumping stops)
(breath trembling)
What's going on?
What did you do to Landon?
He is who he was always meant to be: a fighter.
A true man.
(thump echoes)
You see, when your friend, Miss Waterson,
had the founder's statue removed and brought here,
the boys discovered something magical hidden inside.
- (thump echoes) - Towards the end of his life,
Hawthorne foresaw the threat posed by women.
So he took precautions
in case they strayed too far out of line.
- (rhythmic thumping) - A master of the dark arts,
he left instructions on how to create an army of young men
to take our power back.
(thumping stops)
You're all insane.
No, no. Not insane, Miss Stone.
Simply men,
tired of seeing ourselves falsely accused,
our livelihoods threatened,
- marginalized and belittled, - (high-pitched ringing)
reduced to spectators in our own lives.
Upon graduation,
our army will venture into courtrooms,
boardrooms and the halls of Congress
to set the world right.
(rhythmic thumping)
It was really very simple.
A hazing ritual, if you will.
We read the incantation inside the bust,
and the spirit of Calvin Hawthorne filled the pledges,
possessing them with
supernatural strength and drive.
All we had to do was name the women
who had stepped out of line,
and these boys took care of the rest.
Be conscientious objectors like Lindsay...
- (thump) - ...sign my petition against Professor Gelson?
- (screams) - (thump)
♪ Ho, ho, ho, I didn't know... ♪
- (screams) - (thump)
- (grunts) - (thumping stops)
GELSON: Women who are willing to be obedient,
like your friend here, will be spared.
Those of you who refuse to be compliant
will face the consequences.
(chuckles softly)
Aren't you tired of fighting against your true nature, Ri?
Just because we're taking our rightful place behind them
doesn't mean that we aren't needed.
They needed me to collect the objects
from the girls so the pledges would know
who to go after.
FRAN: I have a final in ten minutes,
and I can't find my DivaCup.
HELENA: Thanks for the comb, by the way.
How could you do that to your sisters?
I'm helping women.
Everything is j... so out of whack.
It's so much easier this way.
You are a traitor!
This is your last chance, Ri.
You can join me.
We can be good women.
Or...
Or we will bring you to your knees
and you will beg for mercy.
Still creating problems, huh, Ri?
You see, you were given a chance.
You were taught how to grow into a proper woman,
but you refused to listen.
Now it's time to decide.
(doors creaking)
(breath trembling)
Are you gonna bow to the king when I say "bow"?
Bow.
I said bow, bitch.
You need a reminder of our power?
Fine.
Baby?
Who put that there?
It's for the cause.
But I did everything that I was supposed...
- (neck cracks) - (Riley gasps)
- (body thuds) - He'll do worse than that to you.
Your body, your choice.
I'll bow.
I'll be good.
Yeah, that's right, bitch.
You dragged my name through the mud.
You lied about what happened and tried to destroy me.
I told you guys I could get her to do it. Huh?
- Who's the king?! Who's the king?! - (rapid thumping)
Who's the mighty king?!
You took everything from me!
(grunts)
And one day, someone will tell everyone what you did,
and people will believe her!
- (choking) - (high-pitched ringing)
GELSON: See no evil, boys.
(paddles thump)
- You all right, bro? - (high-pitched ringing)
Absolutely.
(coughing, gasping)
You messed with the wrong sisters.
(women yelling)
(grunting)
♪ ♪
(yelling)
(grunting)
(Taser clicking)
(grunts)
(grunts echoing)
(grunting)
♪ ♪
(grunts)
(whimpers)
(panting)
(panting echoes)
(grunting echoes)
(shouts)
(Brian grunting)
- (yells) - (gasps)
- (Brian gasps) - (Riley grunts)
♪ ♪
(yelling)
Wait! Wait. Wait.
Don't you see?
Woman is inextricably tied to man.
Break us, and you'll only break yourselves.
(panting)
We will never be broken.
(grunting)
GELSON: No!
(shouts echoing)
Hey, Professor.
Suck my...
(gasping)
(Gelson screaming)
♪ ♪
(grunting)
(grunt echoes)
I'm so sorry! You were right!
I should've been fighting this whole time.
Now's not really the time for I-told-you-so's,
but I did tell you so.
(clamoring)
BRIAN: Help me! I've changed!
I totally believe you!
I can make this right!
Bitch, you're gonna die!
I'm so sorry, okay? That wasn't me.
- They did some magic shit. - Not now!
Sorry.
(men grunting)
- (men screaming) - (pounding on door)
Hurry!
(frantic shouting)
- Go, go, go! - Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
♪ ♪
(coughing, gasping)
♪ ♪
("Up in the Frat House" by The Streamline Modernes playing)
♪ Up in the frat house, me and you ♪
♪ And we know what I'm there to do ♪
♪ We're drinking and kissing and what comes next? ♪
♪ You and I have S-E-X ♪
♪ But ho, ho, ho, I didn't know ♪
♪ Ho, ho, ho, I didn't know ♪
♪ Up in the frat house, this one true fact ♪
♪ And that is that I got attacked ♪
♪ Up in the frat house, things went down ♪
♪ And I'm telling everyone in town ♪
♪ Didn't lead you on for goodness' sake ♪
♪ Couldn't have 'cause I was not awake ♪
♪ Ho, ho, ho ♪
♪ I didn't know ♪
♪ Ho, ho, ho, I didn't know ♪
♪ Yes, up in the frat house, click, click, click ♪
♪ What you guys do in here is really sick ♪
♪ ♪
♪ There's no more protecting you ♪
♪ No he said, she said what was true ♪
♪ Don't say that this was all my fault ♪
♪ 'Cause what you did is called assault ♪
♪ Ho, ho, ho ♪
♪ I didn't know ♪
♪ Ho, ho, ho, I didn't know ♪
(over radio): ♪ Yes, up in the frat house ♪
♪ Click, click, click ♪
♪ Slipped me a roofie and then your ♪
♪ Slipped me a roofie and then your. ♪
(purrs)
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♪ ♪
(music fades)