[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]
[LEAVES RUSTLING SOFTLY]
[FOOTSTEPS TREADING]
[EERIE MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
[TEENAGERS WHOOPING]
[MUSIC BOX CHIMING]
[CLOWN LAUGHS]
[CHUCKLES]
[BOTH CHUCKLE]
Hey, come on. I thought we were gonna get high.
Yeah, yeah, we-we can get high later.
[GIRL GIGGLES]
[BOY BURPS]
[CHUCKLES]
BOY: Jessica.
[SLURRING] Jessica...
It's not funny.
Jesus Christ.
Jessica, what fucking size shoe do you have? [CHUCKLES]
Oh, come on.
[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]
[LEAVES RUSTLING, CROW CAWS]
Jess?
-[JESSICA GRUNTS] -[BOY GASPS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Oh, no. You get high already?
-[COUGHS] -[GASPS]
-[GROANS] -[WEAKLY] Run.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[WHIMPERING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[SCREAMS]
[INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
-[CROW CAWING] -[GASPING] Oh!
You scared me.
[GRUNTING]
[SHOES SQUEAKING]
What the fuck?
[SCREAMING]
[BODY THUDS]
[RAP SONG PLAYING ON CAR STEREO]
[RAPPING ALONG]
[RAP MUSIC CONTINUES]
Oh, please, God, Dad, no more '80s rap.
-It's dope. -You do realize that the '80s
are as far away from me as the '40s were to you, right?
-What? That is not true. -Do the math.
Shit.
Oh. Well, uh, we're here.
[MUSIC STOPS]
Wow.
It's, uh...
It's big.
[DOOR CREAKING]
Ugh.
The town's previous doctor used to live here
before he moved away.
-You sure he didn't die in here? -Yeah.
It doesn't... [CLEARS THROAT] ...smell great, right?
I think if we just crack the window, it'll be fine.
-[WINDOW OPENING] -There's no cell service.
-[GRUNTS] What? -[FLY BUZZES]
No, no, that's not...
No, I told them.
Come on.
Did you even look at this place before you bought it, Dad?
I...
Quinn, look, I wasn't in town for very long...
-[FLIES BUZZING] -BOTH: Ugh.
[EERIE MUSIC PLAYING]
-[FLIES BUZZING] -MAN: Uh...
Careful.
-[SCREAMS] -[YELLS] Fuck!
[FLIES BUZZING]
Good to go, Doc. Just get that chimney capped.
Okay. Yeah, great. Thank you.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[CAR STARTS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIZZLING]
[HESITATES] Morning, Dad.
-[COFFEE TRICKLING] -Uh, hey. Good morning, Quinn.
-Are you good? -Hmm?
Yeah, I'm... I'm great.
How are you?
-[POT CLANKS] -Oh, uh, yeah.
Good.
We're gonna be okay.
You sure?
Yeah. Are you kidding me? Look at this place.
It looks like a home makeover dream come true.
Aye, it's your first day. Let me drive you to school.
Dad, I am 17 years old.
I don't need a ride, I need a car.
I hear you. Absolutely.
-But in the meantime... -I'm just gonna walk.
Okay. Uh, sorry about breakfast.
I'll... I'll get groceries after work.
Okay. Don't you think Wi-Fi might be more important?
Yes, I hear you.
I'll get on that. Have a great day at school.
-Make new friends. -Not a chance.
-Aah! -Oh.
Hi.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
I saw you were new to the neighborhood and I...
Ow! Sorry. Hey. What's-- Is everything all right?
Oh yeah. Sorry, it's just a neighbor.
Ruston Vance.
But everyone around here
-just calls me Rust. -MAN: Ah.
I'm Dr. Maybrook. This is my daughter, Quinn.
Uh, she's about to head off to school.
Do you wanna walk her?
That's exactly why I'm here, sir.
Okay, cool. Let's do it.
[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
So what do you guys do around here for fun?
Oh. Um, I might not be the best person to ask. I mean...
Hunting and fishing is good, if you like that sort of thing.
Ducks are in season.
Shit.
-What? -The look on your face, I...
I guess I'm not doing any good for stereotypes.
-Ugh. No. -Not everyone's a redneck here.
I just don't really care what other people think.
[MUSIC THUMPING OVER CAR STEREO]
Unlike some people.
So I guess I'll see you around.
-Nice meeting you, Quinn. -QUINN: Yeah. Thanks, dude.
Oh, and be careful who you hang out with.
There's some real weirdos at this school.
[QUINN LAUGHS] Okey-dokey, Rust.
Thank you. I will keep an eye out for 'em.
TEACHER: Just because it's Founder's Day tomorrow
doesn't mean that there won't be a test on Monday.
[STUDENTS GROAN]
Listen, you kids are spoiled rotten.
When I was in school, we had it a lot tougher than you did.
Hi. [PANTS]
-Sorry. I'm-- -Late.
Take a seat.
All right.
As I was saying, you kids are graduating this year and...
I'm graduating? [CHUCKLING] Sick, man.
TEACHER: Assuming you manage to land a job,
which, for some of you, might be a long shot.
What do you think happens on Monday morning every week?
You go to work.
And work is neither easy nor fun.
In fact, sometimes it can be downright miserable.
[STUDENTS LAUGHING]
Okay. This is not funny.
Who did this?
Nobody? All right, well, clear your desks.
We'll do the test now.
-[STUDENTS GROANING] -You brought this on yourselves.
It's time your generation learned some consequences.
Uh, Mr. Vern, that's not fair to the new girl.
That's the price of being late.
Oh, they put the wrong room number on my schedule.
You know what? Detention for you.
-What? -Anyone else?
Come on. Chill. She didn't actually do anything.
Oh, well, then, you can console her this afternoon, Mr. Hill,
in detention.
-Really? -Mm.
Wow. You're on fire today, Mr. Vern.
Try me. Anyone else?
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
[STUDENTS LAUGHING]
What is so funny?
This isn't the test, Mr. Vern.
Of course it's the test.
Actually, I think it's your dating profile.
[LAUGHTER CONTINUES]
MR. VERN: If one of these leaves this room,
you will all be suspended. I will end you!
Participation...
Okay, he's actually losing his mind.
[MR. VERN CONTINUES SHOUTING]
Already 3,000 views.
-Wow. His meltdown is a hit. -[EXHALES]
Man, I'm still trying to figure out what I did.
Ugh. He's just a bitter old man.
He hates us.
And so we hate him back only more. It's fun.
I'm Janet, by the way.
And that's Ronnie, Tucker, Matt and...
I'm Cole.
I'm Quinn.
Where are you from?
Philly, actually.
-MATT: Philly? -Yeah.
My dad got put in witness protection program,
so we're just laying low for a little while.
-I'm kidding, obviously. -[LAUGHTER]
So, is Kettle Springs everything you expected it to be?
Man, it looks like it's stuck in the '90s.
It still is the '90s for everyone over 30.
COLE: Yeah, they're really big on tradition around here.
Yeah, Founder's Day, right? I keep seeing that. What's that?
That is a stupid holiday
my family invented to celebrate corn.
His dad is the local oligarch.
Yeah. My great-grandfather invented Baypen corn syrup,
like, a hundred years ago.
Whoa.
Every year, there's this parade,
where everyone gathers around a Frendo float and worships him.
Frendo?
It's the clown on all the Baypen labels.
He's practically a local legend.
Which is why we turned him into a serial killer.
On our YouTube channel.
-JANET: 65,000 subscribers. -No shit.
D'you wanna see some of our work?
Hell, yeah.
[BOY SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER DEVICE]
[PANTING] I work the night shift here at the Baypen factory.
Power just went out,
and I-I swear I just heard someone laughing.
There shouldn't be anyone here. What the...
[PANTS] Okay.
-[DISEMBODIED SINISTER LAUGH] -Did...
Did you just hear that?
No, no, I gotta get the power back on.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
Okay.
[YELLS] Shit, it's Frendo!
-[SCREAMS] -[HEAVY BLOW]
[SINISTER LAUGHTER]
DR. MAYBROOK: God, look at these prices. [SCOFFS]
It's $10 for a Salisbury steak and a free side.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
You wanna get off your phone, Quinn?
-Hmm? -Yeah.
You missing your friends?
QUINN: Mm-hmm.
Is that why you were acting out today?
The school called.
Detention on your first day is not really like you.
Dad, the teacher was a total dick.
-DR. MAYBROOK: Okay. -[SERVER CLEARS THROAT]
-Y'all ready to order? -DR. MAYBROOK: Yeah.
No, actually, um,
I would love just one more second with this menu.
It's my first time here.
Oh. Take all the time
-you need, Doc. -Thank you.
Can you please try and be a little bit more respectful?
This is, like, the only place in town.
What?
Tell me there's at least a grocery store, right?
Yeah, yeah. I just...
I didn't get a chance to go yet because the cable guy was late.
Does that mean we have Wi-Fi?
You're welcome.
[CHUCKLES] Who is this person?
-Have you seen my daughter? -[DOOR OPENS]
She's like... she's like about your height.
QUINN: I think she's a little taller.
I don't...
Hey, George. Usual?
Would you mind putting some extra cheese
on that potato tonight, Trudy?
-You got it, darlin'. -Thank you, doll.
Hey, you must be the new doc.
-Dr. Maybrook. -Yes, sir.
-Call me Glenn. -Hey. Sheriff Dunne.
Hi. This is my daughter, Quinn.
Nice to meet you, sweetheart.
[SIGHS]
I saw that new sign on your practice.
When y'all fittin' to take new patients?
Oh. Uh, yeah. I'm-I'm gonna start tomorrow morning.
Oh, okay.
Well, I might be first in line.
Got a plantar's wart the size of Texas.
[CHUCKLES]
I tell you what,
folks around here have been hurting
ever since that factory burned down.
It's been a real mess here.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
TRUDY: Sheriff.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
-[TEENAGERS LAUGHING] -Sorry about that, Doc.
Been having some problems with our local teenagers lately.
I recommend you stay away from that crowd, sweetheart.
-[CHUCKLES] Okay. -DR. MAYBROOK: Thank you.
That's some good advice.
Uh, do you want to join us, Sheriff?
Oh. That's mighty kind of you. Don't mind if I do.
Great.
-[SOFTLY] What are you doing? -DR. MAYBROOK: Come on.
Um, I-I actually just realized I'm not that hungry.
-You don't have to... Come on. -You sure about that?
I tell you what,
Kettle Burger is the best you'll ever have, I guarantee ya.
I bet. I don't really eat anything
-with a face right now though. -What?
-Yeah. She's-She's a vegetarian. -Oh, yeah.
Her generation's got to save the world
one cow at a time, right?
-[LAUGHS] -Okay.
You guys have a really good time.
-I'm gonna... -DR. MAYBROOK: Okay.
-But, Quinn... -See you at home, Dad.
DR. MAYBROOK: You don't have to...
Hey. Gotta let 'em go someday, Doc.
-[DOOR CLOSES] -[BELL TINKLING]
JANET: Oh, look who's coming.
That was quick.
Yeah, I was about to assault an officer.
Oh, Minnie Mouse is so tough.
I bet Sheriff Dunne was trembling.
I mean, you should try and avoid Sheriff Dunne.
-That guy's got it out for us. -Hey.
You don't have a fake ID, do you, new girl?
Oh, yeah, actually, I do.
It's just in some boxes back at my house.
-Bullshit. -Guys, we don't need fake IDs.
I got my guns.
[INHALES] These guns.
Oh, my God, you are such a loser.
I'm pretty sure your guns aren't gonna get us drunk.
Speak for yourself.
My God, guys, chill, all right? Matty and I got this.
Watch and learn, boys and girls. Watch and learn.
[LAUGHING]
[INDISTINCT TV CHATTER]
[SCOFFS]
[TV SWITCHES OFF]
-Where are you from? -QUINN: Hmm?
Oh, I'm from the East Coast.
East Coast? [CHUCKLING] Damn. That's pretty far.
MATT: My grandmother? Really, my grandmother?
-How could you? -TUCKER: Look, sorry.
I've got a thing for old ladies.
-MATT: Oh, really? -Can't blame a brother.
Hey, hey! Stop that!
Dude plowed my Grandma Gladys.
TUCKER: It's not like that, Matty.
It was magical.
-I'm in love. -Oh, yeah?
MAN: Hey, hey, hey, you gotta take this
and your grandma-loving asses outside!
And it's a miracle, but she pregnant.
-MATT: What? -TUCKER: I'm gonna marry her.
MATT: You think you can fuck my grandma?
I'm gonna be your granddaddy, buddy.
[MATT GRUNTING]
No!
COLE: Come on, man, let's go.
Come on!
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
ALL: To Otis!
-JANET: Whoo! -The best damn store clerk
Kettle Springs could ever ask for.
And to Matt's sexy grandmother, Gladys.
JANET: Aw...
ALL: To Grandma Gladys!
-Oh, my God. -My God.
Ronnie, you couldn't have stole anything better than this?
-It's the first thing I grabbed. -Oh, for the record,
I paid for at least twice of what we stole.
Oh, Cole, you're so amazing.
[QUINN LAUGHS]
He thought that the East Coast was somewhere real far away.
-Did you hear him say that? -[LAUGHTER]
I mean, it kind of is. Both coasts are.
-They call us flyover country. -Fuck that.
MATT: Yeah, man, people don't know what they're missing.
This place is like paradise.
-[HOWLS] -God.
-MATT: Hey, baby. -RONNIE: Yeah.
-I gotta go piss. -Ugh.
-COLE: Classy as always, Matt. -MATT: Thanks, man.
Don't roofie my drink when I'm gone.
RONNIE: No guarantees.
So, the sheriff was saying that the factory burnt down recently?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
Uh, yeah.
We, um... We filmed one of our videos in there.
We snuck in. Uh...
We shouldn't have, I-I know.
But we didn't actually start the fire.
-Who did? -COLE: Nobody.
Faulty wiring, official conclusion.
But it's too big a coincidence so nobody believes that.
Including us.
What, you think someone set you up?
[URINE TRICKLING]
[FOOTSTEPS TREADING]
-[SCREAMING] -[KNIFE SWISHES]
Okay, what in the fuck was that?
[MATT YELLS]
[GASPS]
-[MATT GROANS] -RONNIE: Oh, my God.
[BLOOD TRICKLING]
[GRUNTS]
[SCREAMING]
Quinn! Quinn, it's not... It's...
[LAUGHTER]
Smile, Philly girl.
You're about to become a YouTube sensation.
I got you good.
JANET: I can't believe she fell for that. [LAUGHS]
COLE: You guys are fucking idiots, you know that?
You guys are all idiots.
Welcome to the club.
[SONG PLAYING FAINTLY OVER SPEAKERS]
You must be counting the days so you can get out of here.
-No. -No?
-Nah. -Bullshit.
Yes. I literally have a calendar in my room,
-and I'm X-ing off the dates. -[LAUGHS, COUGHS]
I'm not even kidding. It's not a joke.
It's so sad. It's just like this red marker.
[SONG CONTINUES PLAYING]
So what comes next then, just... just off to college?
Uh, yeah.
What about you?
[CHUCKLES] No.
-I got big plans for this town. -Really?
-Mm-hmm. -Like what?
Burning it all to the fucking ground.
I guess you're halfway there.
[BOTH LAUGH]
So what, it's just you and your dad here?
Yep.
My mom died of an overdose over the summer.
So it's... yeah, it's just us.
[SIGHS]
-Fuck. I'm so sorry. -[CHUCKLES] It's okay. No, no.
I-- My dad had, like, a breakdown.
He couldn't go back to the ER.
Um, so...
I guess Kettle Springs just had an opening
for a family doctor, and, um...
here we are.
[CHUCKLES]
My younger sister died last summer, too.
We used to hang out at this reservoir all the time and...
she wanted to jump off the cliff into the water.
She just didn't jump far enough.
Uh, I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?
Because we have a fucking video to finish.
Okay.
[PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING]
Well, tonight was totally unexpected.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
-Yeah. [CHUCKLES] -Total surprise.
In like a good way, though, right?
-Yeah. In a good way. -Okay. Cool.
Thanks for listening to all my shit.
Yeah, same.
-[TAPS] -QUINN: Shit.
-Fuck. -DR. MAYBROOK: Hey, Quinn.
-You know what time it is? -QUINN: Sorry.
Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.
-[DOOR OPENS] -We were out.
-I lost track of time. -DR. MAYBROOK: What? Oh my...
And you've been drinking.
Who are you?
Uh, Cole Hill, sir.
Don't worry, I'm totally okay to drive.
I had two drinks in four hours.
That's two too many for somebody your age.
Okay, but realistically, everyone drinks in high school.
That being said, it will never happen again.
Yeah, it won't
because you won't be seeing my daughter ever again.
-Dad, stop. -Go home now. Go home!
QUINN: Dad, can you stop?
-[DOOR CLOSES] -Can-- Oh, my God!
DR. MAYBROOK: What are you doing?
QUINN: Stop.
-[SIGHS] -[ENGINE STARTS]
Fuck.
It's not my fault. The cell reception sucks here.
You cannot run away without telling me where you're going.
Like how you just ran off and moved us
to the middle of nowhere without asking me about it?
I asked you.
Yeah, and I said I didn't want to go.
Quinn, that's not fair. I asked you.
You said that you'd be willing to go if it's what I needed.
Exactly, exactly. If it's what you needed.
It never actually mattered what I wanted.
That-- How can you say that? Of course it matters.
-That's why I asked you. -No, it isn't.
No. It never mattered what I wanted
because you fucking ran away.
We ran away because I guess that's what we do now.
We just run away when things get hard,
or scary or fucked up.
And I don't want to run anymore.
I just want to be okay.
[SOBBING]
-[DOOR SLAMS] -[SIGHS]
[SNIFFLES]
[CELL PHONE BUZZING]
[SIGHS]
[UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
[SCREAMING]
JANET OVER VIDEO: Okay, what in the fuck was that?
[MATT GROANING]
[QUINN SCREAMING OVER PHONE]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
QUINN: What the fuck?
[PLAYING UPBEAT MUSIC]
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
[MUSIC STOPS]
TUCKER: No way.
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
[UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING]
[SCOFFS] Cole.
It's payback time already, huh?
Never prank the prankster.
[WATER GUN COCKS]
A'ight, game on.
[PANS CLATTERING]
-[DISTANT CLATTERING] -[CAT YOWLS]
Motherfuck.
Okay, guys, not cool.
Matt? [SIGHS]
-Shit. -[TOILET FLUSHES]
[WATER RUNNING]
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
Cole?
Come on, man. I can hear you.
Gotcha!
Man, I swear to God. [SIGHS IN FRUSTRATION]
Okay.
Okay, nice touch with the plastic sheeting.
I like it.
Fuck.
What the hell?
[MUSIC BOX CHIMING]
What is this?
[CLOWN LAUGHING]
Hey, y'all stepping it up with this one.
[SIGHS]
[TUCKER YELLS]
[SHOES SQUEAKING]
[FRENDO LAUGHS]
[SOFT PIANO MUSIC PLAYING]
WOMAN: Try this on and pray it fits 'cause it's the last one.
MAN: [GROANS] What the heck?
-What's going on with this? -See, it fit perfect last year.
This was my favorite damn jacket.
You must have washed it or something.
Don't blame the dry cleaners.
You need to lay off that junk food.
Junk? What?
-I'm just... -Hey.
[FOOTSTEPS THUDDING]
Where do you think you're going?
To the parade.
Not after detention, you're not.
COLE: Dad, the whole class got detention.
I didn't even do anything wrong. Mr. Vern just hates us.
Well, did you know that Mr. Vern's brother
committed suicide last month
when he lost his job at the factory?
I'm sorry. I didn't know that.
Oh, okay.
But that's not my fault.
It's not your... It's not his fault.
You know, you gotta start taking some responsibility, son.
WOMAN: It's nobody's fault, baby.
-Sometimes things just happen. -What are you doing?
Go on now. Happy Founder's Day.
[SIGHS]
I would like to welcome you all to
the 100th annual Kettle Springs Founder's Day parade!
-[CROWD CHEERING] -A hundred!
So, today, we celebrate things that bring us together,
things that keep us together,
-like tradition. -[CROWD AGREEING]
-Yeah. Like hard work. -[CROWD CHEERING]
Like good old small-town values.
[BAND MUSIC PLAYING]
Whoo! [CHUCKLES HEARTILY]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[CLOWN CAR HONKING]
Frendo!
-QUINN: Hey. -Hey.
You guys figure out who that mystery Frendo is yet?
No. But we were thinking it might be Rust.
-He and Cole used to be friends. -QUINN: Yeah, that guy.
He's, um, a little off.
Uh, he's very off.
COLE: Yo.
-Have you seen Tucker anywhere? -RONNIE: Ugh.
No. He's being a text bitch.
Okay, screw Tucker. We're doing another video.
-Really? Here? -JANET: Shut up.
It's gonna be hilarious.
-Isn't it, Ronnie? -Totally hilarious.
Okay. You guys get the wide shot.
We're gonna get cutaways over there.
-Yeah? Okay, let's go. -We'll get cutaways.
Okay.
-Hey. -Hey.
-Hop on my shoulders. -You want me to do it?
Come on, let's go.
-Okay. -[CROWD CHEERING]
[GRUNTS, GIGGLES]
So, I kind of throw this party every year after the parade.
Yeah.
COLE: Any chance your dad will let me take you with me?
-Oh, less than 0%. -Awesome.
I'll pick you up at 10:00.
[CROWD CHEERING]
CLOWN: Yo, yo, yo! [LAUGHS] Woo-hoo!
No fucking way.
CLOWN: Hello.
[LAUGHTER]
-Hey! -CLOWN: Shit!
POLICE: Hey, bozo, what do you think you're doing?
-CLOWN: No, no, no! -[HISSING]
-CLOWN: No. -OFFICER: Shit.
-Goddamn it! -[CROWD LAUGHING]
CLOWN: Sorry, man!
-[CROWD SCREAMING] -OFFICER: Hey!
-[ALARM RINGING] -Fuck.
[CROWD SCREAMING, CLAMORING]
What is going on?
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
CLOWN: Whoa!
[CRASHING]
Hey!
-Yep. -Cole?
Who the hell is responsible for this?
I think we should get out of here.
Yeah.
[SIREN BLARING]
COLE: Guys, what the fuck?
-Did you guys see that? -What the hell was that?
-That was insane, right? -You did this.
No, no, sir. I didn't do anything.
Oh, the hell you didn't. You probably already
-put it on the Internet. -QUINN: No, no, no, no.
We literally didn't do anything.
-You sabotaged Founder's Day. -[KEY CLATTERING]
Now sit in here and stew on it.
-Uh, Cole will call his dad. -Good luck with that.
I can't believe this is actually happening.
Seventeen years old and I've already hit rock bottom.
He can't actually hold us here
without charging us, right? This feels illegal.
You think he gives a shit about what's legal?
This is how it works in Kettle Springs.
I am so dead.
OLD MAN: Yeah, you are dead.
Never fuck with Frendo.
[WIND BLOWING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[MAN SNORING SOFTLY]
OFFICER: All right. You're free to go.
Not you, Daryl.
-[SIGHS] -[LOCK CLANGS]
Dad...
-What the hell, Quinn? -I know.
I thought I told you to stay away from the Hill boy.
He didn't do anything.
The fucking Sheriff has it out to get him.
Yeah, maybe 'cause he burned down the factory--
No, no, that was not his fault. That was an electrical issue.
-It was a wiring... -He tell you that?
No, they did a full investigation.
He's not a liar, Dad.
He's not even a bad guy. He's actually a really good guy.
Quinn, you've known him for two days.
You wind up in detention, and now, jail.
Because the teacher is a... asshole.
-And so is the Sheriff, Dad. -Oh! Sure.
There is something fucked up
about the old people in this town.
So it's everybody else's fault.
You know what? You need to face consequences for your actions.
You're grounded till further notice.
No, no, no, I am telling you it was not--
Whose car is this, by the way?
Yeah. It was gonna be a surprise but fat chance now.
-Seriously? -[DOOR OPENS]
-[CAR DOOR CLOSES] -Fuck.
[KEYS JANGLING]
I don't even know how to drive stick.
Yeah, I know you don't.
[QUINN SIGHS]
It's supposed to be like a bonding thing.
So you could experience all the joy and trauma of my generation.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY] Yeah, maybe some other time, Dad.
Yeah. I'm trying, Quinn.
[ENGINE STARTS]
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
MATT: One... [GRUNTS]
Two...
[GRUNTS]
Three... [BREATHES HEAVILY]
Yeah, six.
[CAN POPS]
-[CAN CLATTERS] -[MUSIC STOPS]
[SCOFFS] Seriously, guys?
Tucks?
[MUSIC PLAYING OVER EARBUDS]
[MUSIC BOX CHIMES]
[CHUCKLES]
[MUSIC CONTINUES OVER EARBUDS]
[GRUNTS SOFTLY]
Check this out, Tucker.
Wherever you went. [CHUCKLES]
[GRUNTS] One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
-[CLOWN LAUGHING] -[MATT GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS] Five...
Tucker, you asshole, man... [LAUGHS]
[FRENDO LAUGHS]
Take it. Take it. I'm spent.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah, very funny, motherfucker.
[SINISTER CHUCKLE]
Fucking psycho!
-[STRAINING] -[CHUCKLING]
[YELLS]
[SIGHS]
[GRUNTS]
[SHOES SQUEAKING]
[PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING]
[TAPPING]
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
[FAINT TV CHATTER]
[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]
I can't believe we're doing this right now.
My dad is actually gonna kill me.
-No. -He's actually gonna kill me.
He's not gonna find out.
And if he does, I've already got a sober ride home planned.
So, at least he'll know you were disobeying him responsibly.
-Responsibly, okay. -Responsibly, yes.
That's very reassuring. Thank you.
-You're welcome. -What?
What is that?
That is what I wanted to show you.
Isn't it cool? Some Baypen schwag for you.
Yeah, it is really cool. Where did you get it from?
Oh, they have that kind of stuff all over town.
Yeah?
Like your psycho Frendo costume?
Where'd you get that?
I'm OG Kettle Springs, baby.
I got all kinds of stuff.
Does it work?
Try it.
[MUSIC BOX CHIMES]
-Look out! -[BRAKES SCREECH]
QUINN: Fuck.
Ruston?
What the hell, man? It's a Saturday night.
I fell asleep in the tree stand.
When I woke up, there he was.
You know, that's barely a four-pointer.
It's a month of free dinner while my pop's out of work.
Rust... Quinn.
Uh, yeah, we met actually. Hi again.
I'm Quinn.
Uh, Rust and I used to, uh, go hunting together.
Well, we're heading to the hoedown.
I'd tell you to come join us,
but it looks like you gotta go beat your meat.
Hey, did you tell Quinn you used to practice
your boy band dance moves in the mirror?
-Later, Rust. -Be careful, Quinn.
[MUSIC THUMPING IN DISTANCE]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
COLE: Come on.
[GIRLS WHOOPING]
QUINN: So, what do I gotta do to see some of these
-dance moves? -COLE: Look, all I'm saying is,
don't challenge me to a dance-off.
QUINN: [LAUGHS] Challenge accepted.
You're a big talker. I like you.
Are you sure the owners are okay with us being here?
COLE: Oh, no, we're fully trespassing.
-If we get arrested again... -We won't. Don't worry.
We do this every year.
-Do you promise? -Absolutely.
You are totally safe here, okay? Trust me.
Hell, yeah.
[POP MUSIC PLAYING]
Oh, hey! You guys made it.
-Shots? -COLE: Oh, my...
QUINN: Ooh.
[COUGHS] Oh, my God, what is in that?
-[LAUGHS] -It's moonshine, I think.
-[QUINN LAUGHS] -[COLE GROANS]
Oh, look, it's Cole and his shiny new plaything.
Shut up! Where the hell are Matt and Tucker?
Well, Matt was supposed to pick us up, but he just never showed.
He still hasn't texted me back. I'm so fucking mad at him.
COLE: The same with Tucker. That's weird, right?
They're planning something again, aren't they?
I was just thinking the exact same thing.
Be on guard, peeps.
DJ: Yo, yo, yo, y'all having a good time?
[CROWD CHEERING]
Welcome to the Founder's Day Barn Rave, baby!
[CHEERING]
DJ: Now, let me take a second to thank my main man,
the one who paid for all this shit.
The junior founder himself
and the future of Kettle Springs, Cole Hill!
[CROWD CHEERING]
COLE: Gimme a sec.
-BOY: Speech! Speech! -GIRL: Yeah!
-[GIRL WHOOPS] -[MICROPHONE FEEDBACK]
Look, I'm only gonna say a couple of things here
before we get to the real festivities.
[CHEERS]
I know my great grandfather founded this town.
But let's be honest, we're the future here, right?
-[CHEERS] -Whoo!
So let's not subscribe to some backwards-ass belief
of what this town used to be.
And instead think ahead and dream up what comes next.
Let's have a good fucking time.
[CHEERING]
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
[VOLUME INCREASES]
ALL: [CHANTING] Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
QUINN: [LAUGHS] Like, you're just not good at dancing.
COLE: Hey.
[UPBEAT SONG PLAYING]
Maybe we should slow down a bit.
You like slow kisses?
Like that?
COLE: Slower.
You mean slow, like this?
I mean, like, slow, we...
we get another beer, slow.
[MUSIC STOPS]
Oh, my God, I'm so sorry. Fuck.
No, Quinn, I'm sorry.
I feel so fucking stupid.
No, Quinn-Quinn-Quinn! Stop, Quinn!
[THUDS]
I have so much shit going on
inside of me right now, and sometimes I...
I just don't know what to do with all of it.
Yeah, I can see that.
You figure that out and get back to me.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
-[CAN POPS] -[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
RONNIE: Hey, new girl.
You get rejected yet? [LAUGHS]
Cole rejects everybody.
[SIGHS] You could have told me that, Janet.
You're a sucker, Quinn.
He sucked you into his little web
so he could feed on your naive little mind.
-[QUINN GRUNTS] -[GASPS]
Fucking bitch!
-Hey, stop. -[GIRLS GRUNTING]
[GIRL SCREAMING]
Hey, Ginger. You okay?
[GASPING]
-Stop. -Matt and Tucker, remember?
This time, you don't fall for it.
[TEENAGERS LAUGHING]
-[GIRLS LAUGH] -RONNIE: Oh, my God.
Oh, Ginger, did you die?
That is so sad.
-Sucks to die so young. [LAUGHS] -Oh.
-This is pretty pathetic. -[LAUGHS]
RONNIE: I know, right? [LAUGHS]
-Aww. -[WHISTLES]
[GASPS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
-[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING] -JANET: Ugh...
Oh, my God, guys...
they made a plaster cast of Matt's head.
-[GIRLS LAUGHING] -Ronnie, think fast.
[GASPS] You bitch!
You got corn syrup all over my new top.
[JANET LAUGHING]
RONNIE: Oh, baby, you look so sad.
Did you get a little owie on your neck?
-[GIRLS LAUGH] -QUINN: You guys. Guys...
I can't find her pulse.
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY] Huh.
She's fucking dead.
[GIRLS SCREAMING]
[GIRLS SCREAMING INDISTINCTLY]
[FRENDO LAUGHING]
[SHOES SQUEAKING]
[CONTINUES LAUGHING]
Hey, check it out. It's Frendo.
[BODY THUDS]
[SCREAMING]
[JANET GRUNTS]
-Thanks. -Yeah.
Run! Run!
[ALL SCREAMING]
GIRL: Sorry!
-[SCREAMING INDISTINCTLY] -Open the door!
-Around the back! -RONNIE: Go!
-Please don't. -Duck.
[GRUNTS]
[GIRLS SHUDDERING]
Holy shit!
Thank you.
Where's Cole?
I don't know. I was just with him.
I don't know.
Did anybody call 911?
You can't, it's a total dead zone.
Somebody drive back to town then.
He slashed everyone's tires and pulled the batteries.
Take his mask off.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
[FRENDOS LAUGHING]
QUINN: Holy fucking shit!
That's a lot of Frendos.
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
[LAUGHING]
[TEENAGERS SCREAMING]
[GASPING]
[GUN COCKS]
[LAUGHING]
[SCREAMING]
JANET: Ronnie, get up!
-[YELLS IN PAIN] -Come on. You've gotta get up.
[FRENDOS LAUGHING]
[GRUNTING]
[COLE YELLS]
-Where were you? -I was looking for you. Come on.
[CHAINSAW WHIRS]
[GUN CLICKS]
Fuck! Come on, we gotta get back to the shed.
-COLE: Come on! -RUST: Go! Move!
COLE: Come on. Come on! Move!
[SINISTER LAUGHTER]
Quinn, you asleep already?
Um, listen, I just wanted to say
that I know how hard this must be for you.
And I can't imagine what you're going through...
Goddamn it! Fucking teenagers.
[DOOR SLAMS]
-FRENDO 1: Open the door! -I'm not getting any signal.
FRENDO 2: Fucking kids!
They're surrounding us.
FRENDO 3: We got you surrounded!
There's fucking clowns everywhere.
[BANGING ON DOOR]
FRENDO 4: We're gonna burn you alive!
FRENDO 5: There's no way out!
QUINN: Rust, not that I'm complaining or anything,
but do you bring a loaded shotgun to every party?
It's always in my truck locked. That's why they didn't get it.
[CRYING] Those clowns hate us.
Ronnie. We're safe for now. It's a steel door.
-[LOUD BANGING] -[WHIMPERS]
-[FRENDOS LAUGHING] -[WHIMPERING]
RONNIE: It's over.
We're all gonna be headless teenagers without heads!
Ronnie, Ronnie, you need to calm down, okay?
-[PANTING] -Look at me. Breathe.
-[LOUD BANG] -FRENDO 6: We're gonna kill you.
Who the fuck are they? Why are they doing this?
-Why is it only us? -"Never fuck with Frendo..."
-[BANGING CONTINUES] -[RONNIE YELPS]
We gotta go. We gotta get out of here.
She's right, we can't stay here.
What about the Tillersons' house?
We can use their landline to call for help.
That's like a mile through a cornfield in the fucking dark.
Hey, how many shells you got left?
Three.
You know, I never thought I'd say this,
but I'm glad you're such a fucking redneck, Rust.
Oh, thanks, man. I love you too.
-[BANG] -[SCREAMS]
[FRENDOS GRUNTING]
-[YELPS] -[GUN COCKING]
What the hell, man? What are you doing?
-What? I-I got him. -[FRENDO SCREAMING]
Yeah, and you wasted two shells doing it
and we only have one left to get out of here.
Oh, my God. Can you stop being so fucking stupid?
No. You know what? You're stupid.
Because you threw away everything we had.
-For what? -No, no. We never had anything.
Oh, bullshit.
GIRLS: Oh!
Why can't you just admit
who you are for once in your fucking life?
'Cause I don't fucking know!
[CLANGING]
Fuck!
You guys, there's a hole in the ground over here.
[CREAKS]
-Yes. -[GIRLS GROAN]
It's a drainage ditch.
Drainage for what?
You don't want to know.
Hey, I'm not crawling through a shit pipe.
-[LOUD BANG] -FRENDO 7: We're gonna kill you.
Never mind. Let's go.
Guys, they have us surrounded. Trying to crawl out of here,
they'll just whack-a-mole us to death.
Not if we distract them.
DR. MAYBROOK: Driving around looking for you now.
It's not a big town. It's only a matter of time.
I'm not mad, Quinn. Just please call me back.
What the...
[UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING]
-[KEYS JANGLING] -[SEATBELT CLINKS]
[FAINT GROANING IN DISTANCE]
Hello?
Mm. [GASPS]
I don't have any drugs here if that's what you want.
FRENDO: Move. Don't look.
-DR. MAYBROOK: God... -Keep going.
DR. MAYBROOK: Okay. Okay, okay.
[GRUNTS, PANTS]
[GROANING SOFTLY IN PAIN]
What is happening?
Save him, or your daughter dies.
-[GROANS] -Where-where is she? [WINCES]
You'll find out.
First, we got work to do.
Okay. Okay.
Let's hope this works.
-No, I can't do it. I can't. -Shut up, Ronnie! Go!
[FRENDOS SHOUTING]
You owe me a new outfit after this.
COLE: Not the time, Janet.
-Don't be long. -Try to hold your breath.
-FRENDO: You're all gonna die! -You sure about this?
Yeah, man, you know I love blowing shit up.
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
Here, take this. There's one shot left.
[FRENDO LAUGHING]
Rust, look, I'm really sorry about--
Tell me about it later, I'll be right behind you.
[FRENDOS LAUGHING]
Now go. Go! Run!
Oh, I hate my life.
I hate my life. I hate my life.
[CRYING] Oh, my God.
Move your butt, Ronnie.
[GIRLS GROANING]
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
[GRUNTING]
[GIRLS COUGHING]
[THUDS]
[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
-[EXPLOSION] -[SCREAMING]
-[GROANING] -COLE: Geez.
Rust.
We have to go get him.
We can't. We have to go for help.
We have one bullet, one bullet.
Save it.
We have to go to the Tillersons' house.
-Through the cornfield? -What other choice do we have?
[FRENDOS GROANING]
-Cole! -Ah, hell!
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
QUINN: Go, go, go!
-[MACHINE BEEPING] -[FRENDO 1 GROANS]
He's having trouble breathing, let me...
I said, leave it on.
[DR. MAYBROOK BREATHES HEAVILY]
Who are you people?
FRENDO 2: Did I say you could talk?
MAN OVER RADIO: K4, you there? We got more incoming.
[RADIO CLICKS]
Roger that. Send 'em down. Doc's here.
MAN: Copy.
[BULLET CLINKS]
I need more saline.
-What? -He's in shock.
He's gonna die if he doesn't get more fluids.
-I need more saline. -Well, why don't you get some?
'Cause I'm in the middle of an operation.
FRENDO 2: Fine. Where is it?
In the cabinet behind you.
-Where? -Um, it's in the bottom drawer.
Come on, come on...
Here.
[LEAVES RUSTLING]
Sorry about tonight, Quinn.
Oh, it's okay. Don't worry about it.
You know, except for the clowns trying to kill us and all.
That kind of sucks.
-Ow, this corn hurts. -Shut up, Ronnie.
I can't shut up! [GROANS]
It's like we're in some awful
'80s slasher horror movie in the corn.
JANET: Which means what exactly?
It means I'm next.
-Okay, stop it. -Guys, there's a road.
There's a car coming. Come on.
COLE: Let's go.
-Hey, hey! -QUINN: Hey! Wait!
[RAPID BREATHING]
[SIREN WAILS]
Oh, shit!
Please tell me that isn't the fucking Sheriff.
-DUNNE: Put the gun down. -Sir...
Sir. I-I know-I know this looks bad, but this isn't mine.
DUNNE: Put the gun down now
-and back away. -COLE: Okay. Okay.
Sheriff, you don't understand.
Yeah, we were attacked by clowns.
DUNNE: All right.
I've had about enough of you, thanks.
COLE: [HESITATES] This wasn't me, okay?
Whoa, whoa!
-QUINN: No, no, no, no, no. -RONNIE: Wait, wait, wait.
QUINN: No, no, no!
[GRUNTS] Sheriff, you don't understand.
There's a massacre going on.
There's a bunch of dead people back there.
Anything you say can and will be used against you
in a court of law.
-What is happening? -[HANDCUFFS CLICK]
Why is everyone so fucking mean?
Hey, watch your language, girlie.
QUINN: This is not a joke.
There's a bunch of psychos dressed up like Frendo,
who are trying to kill us.
Oh, my God.
-That's my bad. All right. Okay. -Yeah.
Y'all are making one of your little goofy Internet videos,
-is that what's happening? -COLE: Oh, God.
Your little dirtbag friends out there
filming me from the cornfield, is that right?
There's no camera, you idiot.
We're in a bunch of danger right now.
Shut up! You're the one who's in
-a bunch of danger, homeboy. -Wait! Wait!
It's real, Sheriff, I swear to God.
-They have chainsaws and axes... -RONNIE: Yeah.
And pitchforks and my boyfriend's head.
Y'all had a shotgun.
-So what's your problem? -QUINN: This is insane.
This is-- What? This is insane. Why won't you listen to us?
Wait! Arrest me too. Please just get me out of here.
Next time, toots. Y'all have a pleasant rest of your night.
-No, no, no, no, no, no, no. -We need help!
We need help!
JANET: Wow. We have the worst Sheriff in America.
QUINN: What the hell?
Why did he only arrest Cole?
Okay. Let's get to the Tillersons' house.
We can call for help there.
-How far is it? -JANET: Not far. Come on.
What? Wait, wait, wait. No, I'm not going back in there.
I'm drawing the line, okay? I'm drawing the line right here!
[PANTS]
Oh, shit.
Wait.
Wait!
[GRAVE MUSIC PLAYING]
[TREMBLING BREATHS]
[RONNIE WHIMPERS]
-[CHAINSAW WHIRRING] -[JANET GASPS]
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
-Run! -[GIRLS SCREAMING]
-[GIRLS PANTING] -[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
[ALL PANTING]
-Wrong way! [SCREAMS] -Change of plans.
[PANTING]
QUINN: Shh, shh, shh.
[CHAINSAW IDLING]
[IDLING STOPS]
[SOFTLY] We're all gonna die.
[MUFFLED SOBS]
[SCREAMS]
-[FRENDO GRUNTS] -[SCREAMS]
QUINN: Run! Run!
[GROANS WEAKLY]
[PANTING]
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
[PANTS]
-[CHAINSAW WHIRRING] -[JANET SCREAMS]
[FLESH SQUELCHING]
Oh, my God!
[SCREAMING]
Oh, my God!
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
[JANET SOBBING]
[RINGING DOORBELL]
Did you seriously just ring the doorbell?
Well, do we just go in?
I think we're past the point of pleasantries, Janet. Yeah.
-Do you see a phone? -[SHUSHES]
[BOTH GASP]
JANET: Is he dead?
Well, I don't think he's meditating.
[JANET BREATHING SHAKILY]
[GRUNTS SOFTLY]
I think he's dead.
[PHONE RINGING]
-It's a phone. -Oh, my God.
-Upstairs, upstairs. -Let's go.
[PHONE RINGING]
There it is.
Hello?
-[LINE DISCONNECTS] -Hello?
What?
Look... I don't-- I think the line... the line is dead.
Okay. Call 911.
QUINN: Where's the button, Janet?
What is this?
What the fuck kind of phone is this?
[SLAMS RECEIVER]
[WHIMPERS]
Quinn...
QUINN: Holy shit.
What is this?
[MUSIC BOX CHIMING]
[CLOWN LAUGHING]
This was a trap.
We gotta get out of here.
Shit!
He was meditating.
[GIRLS SCREAMING]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]
[JANET GROANS]
Oh, shit! Janet!
[FRENDO GRUNTS]
-[QUINN GRUNTS] -[CHOKES]
Oh, God, is it bad? Is it bad? I can't look.
Oh, my god, it's bad. Oh, it's so bad, girl.
Fuck, stay still, stay still, stay still, stay still.
-[SCREAMS] Please! -I know, I know, I know!
Don't let me die. Just don't let me die.
No, no, no!
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry!
[SCREAMS]
-[GROWLS] -[GRUNTS]
[QUINN GRUNTS]
[GROANING] I hate you, Quinn.
[FRENDO GRUNTS]
Me too.
Oh, fuck.
[SOBS]
Jesus!
[SOBS]
FRENDO: Come on, hurry it up.
This is taking too long!
[MACHINE BEEPING RHYTHMICALLY]
[BEEPING FLATLINES]
What happened?
DR. MAYBROOK: He's flatlining. Um...
Look, I need your help.
-Me? -Yeah, you!
Come on, take it!
What are you looking at me for? Take 'em! Take 'em! Take 'em!
Come on, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Ready? One, two...
Fuck the Hippocratic oath!
[FRENDO GROANS]
FRENDO: You shouldn't have done that.
Sorry. Um, you're gonna want to leave that in there.
I'm gonna get some help.
-No. What are you doing? -[STRAINING]
DR. MAYBROOK: No, no. I just...
Aah.
Okay, that's... Now you're gonna bleed out.
Yeah. See? That's...
This is exactly what I was saying.
[FRENDO GRUNTS]
[GRUNTS WEAKLY]
-[KNIFE CLANGS] -[GROANS WEAKLY]
[BREATHING HEAVILY] Don't say I didn't warn you.
MAN 1 OVER RADIO: It's all going wrong!
God damn it, we shouldn't have done it like this!
MAN 2: This is not my fault.
The damn girl's tougher than we thought!
MAN 1: Just get her and bring her back to the Baypen factory.
-Oh, my God. -We'll deal with her there.
MAN 2: Roger that.
[PANTING]
[GRUNTS]
[ENGINE STARTS]
Damn it!
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
[STRAINING]
God damn it! Don't do this to me right now.
Oh, no, no, no.
Please don't do this to me right now.
[CRYING]
Damn it!
When your dad wants to teach you to drive stick,
you fucking say yes!
[SOBBING, SCREAMS]
[SINISTER LAUGH]
[SCREAMS]
[SCREAMING]
[SHUFFLING]
[GROANING WEAKLY]
[SWITCH CLICKS]
Who the hell are you people?
FRENDO: Hmm.
Welcome to the main event, sweetie pie.
My fucking face hurts.
Ugh. Don't complain. I gotta work in the morning.
Work? This is work.
This is the best damn job I've ever had.
[LAUGHTER]
Better than my day job.
Yeah, you're a lot fucking better at it, too.
-DUNNE: Language, sweetheart. -[TASER CRACKLING]
[QUINN GRUNTING]
[MOCKING LAUGH]
[COUGHS]
Why are you doing this?
MAN: Because...
it's a Founder's Day tradition.
[CHUCKLING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
I mean, only when necessary, of course.
[SMIRKS]
-You're Cole's dad. -No.
No, Cole's no son of mine.
I disowned him. [CHUCKLES]
Oh, come on, please just let me go.
No, no, no. It's way too late for that, toots.
I didn't do anything.
[SHUSHES]
Mmm-mmm.
You know, Kettle Springs is a good town
-filled with good people, right? -Uh-huh.
-Yep, that's right, it is. -ARTHUR: Best of America...
what's left of it.
And keeping it that way all these years
hasn't been easy.
It takes vigilance...
because every couple of generations,
well, we get ourselves a bad crop.
I'm not even from here.
[TASER CRACKLES]
-Go ahead. Go ahead. -QUINN: Oh, no, no, no!
-[TASER CRACKLING] -[GROANING IN PAIN]
-[GROANS IN PAIN] -Now, listen.
In the '30s, Baypen became the national brand. Yeah.
It kept this town afloat, right?
-Uh-huh. -DUNNE: You can say that.
And then this big old train full of hobos
just rolled on into town
and they just didn't want to leave.
No, and then we had some hippies in the '60s that came in
-and started a commune... -[EXHALES]
...sold dope to kids,
and then, in the '90s,
we all know what kind of burnouts those guys were, man.
[LAUGHS]
But your generation...
with your...
your fucking preening, your goddamn cat videos,
well, you guys might be the worst of them all.
Cancer.
A scourge!
A blighted crop is what you are,
that needs to be culled!
Cole!
[MUFFLED SCREAM]
-QUINN: Cole! -Surprise!
What are you doing? He's your son!
I told you, he isn't my son,
not since he killed his own sister.
-He didn't kill her. -It was on his watch!
-QUINN: She drowned! -He took everything from me,
everything that I cared about,
and then you burned down the goddamn factory.
That was the last straw, Cole.
I just came to the realization that my boy is just a bad seed.
And Daddy has to start all over.
[LAUGHS]
Oh, my God, you're insane.
You're an insane person!
I'm just doing what my daddy did before me
and his daddy did before him.
-Tradition. -[ARTHUR MUTTERS AGREEABLY]
You really think you're gonna be able to get away with this?
[ARTHUR LAUGHS]
Would you like to see Cole's suicide note, hmm?
It's going live on his socials tomorrow morning.
Yep. Another spoiled rich kid that shoots up a party,
and then he kills the girl that spurned him
right before he kills himself.
-OTIS: Affluenza's a bitch. -ARTHUR: Yeah.
Yeah, I would say so.
So let's go, let's get this show on the road.
You're fucking sick, you know that? [PANTS]
You just pretend to care.
You're so worried about what's wrong with the kids,
when you guys are the ones that fucked everything up!
You don't care about the Earth or the next generation?
Well, guess what?
The world's gonna change whether you like it or not.
And I know that scares the shit out of you.
Because if you can't have things the way that you want 'em,
you'd rather burn it all to the fucking ground.
You'd rather kill us than just listen.
Let's hear it for Cole.
That was beautiful. That was beautiful!
You know what? I'm gonna put that into the suicide note.
I mean, I'm not going to put in all the gory details and stuff,
but, um, you know, I'll put a lot of it.
Jesus fucking Christ, this is endless.
Can we get on with it, please?
Well, yes, sir.
DUNNE: Thank you.
Listen, sweetheart, I'm really sorry.
I mean, I tried to warn you, but you didn't listen.
Dumb fuck!
Just like the rest of your goddamn generation.
COLE: No! No!
[STRAINING]
-[ENGINE ACCELERATING] -[SCREAMING]
[CRASHES]
[SCREAMS]
[CLANGING]
[GRUNTS]
[COUGHS]
[TRUDY GASPING]
Sheriff?
I'm okay, right?
-[WHIMPERS] -[TOOL CLATTERS]
[GROWLS]
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
QUINN: Dad!
Cole! Get Cole!
[CHAINSAW CONTINUES WHIRRING]
[GRUNTS]
-[QUINN GRUNTS] -[GUNSHOT]
-QUINN: Dad! -[GRUNTS]
Run, Quinn. Run!
DUNNE: Shit!
[BULLET RICOCHETING]
ARTHUR: Dunne...
You go get her. I got Cole.
[INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[PANTING]
[GRUNTS]
Aah!
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
ARTHUR: Hey, Doc.
-[GRUNTS] -[DR. MAYBROOK GROANS]
[ROD CLATTERS]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
[LOUD BANGING ON DOOR]
[BANGING CONTINUES]
Come on, come on, come on.
[GASPING WEAKLY]
-[TIRES SCREECH] -[COLE STRAINING]
[ENGINE REVVING]
[GEAR STICK CLATTERS]
[COLE STRAINING]
[LOUD THUD]
DUNNE: It's over, sweetheart.
Come on out, now. There ain't nowhere to run.
Don't worry, I'll make it quick.
[GUN COCKS]
See, that's the problem with your generation.
You all think that you're smarter than us.
You got that right.
-[GRUNTING] -[FLESH SIZZLING]
[YELLS]
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
And I'm not your fucking sweetheart.
[DOOR SLAMS]
COLE: You're going down, no matter what.
The truth is going to come out eventually.
Oh, you are too dumb to be my son.
You tell people what they want to believe,
and you could get away with murder.
You started the fire, didn't you?
For the fucking insurance money.
Business was bad. You were losing money, weren't you, Dad?
You burnt down the factory!
ARTHUR: Now I take it back.
You're not as dumb as I thought.
[COLE GRUNTING]
Fuck you.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
I'll see you in Hell, son.
[CAR STARTS]
[TIRES SCREECH]
Cole! Cole!
Oh, I got you!
-[COLE CHOKING] -Stand up! Stand up!
Cole!
God, help!
[COLE THUDS, GASPS]
-[COLE COUGHING] -[DR. MAYBROOK GROANS]
Rust.
Cole.
[GUN CLATTERS]
You're alive, man.
[GASPS]
See? You always second-guess, man.
No, it's because you smell like burnt flesh.
You don't smell so good either.
Oh, fuck it.
[PANTING]
Such a confusing fucking night.
DR. MAYBROOK: Quinn!
-Dad! -DR. MAYBROOK: Oh, Quinn.
-Quinn! Oh, my God. -Dad.
DR. MAYBROOK: Thank God you're okay.
-QUINN: Are you okay? -Yeah. No.
Yeah, it's fine.
He just shot me once, but it was on the spleen side.
Oh, my God! That looks really fucking bad.
No, it's okay. Hey...
Promise me we'll learn to talk things through a bit better.
Yeah, I would like that very much.
DR. MAYBROOK: Okay, let's get out of here.
Okay, you don't have to...
Okay, okay, I'll be fine.
-I just... -RUST: Come on. Come on...
DR. MAYBROOK: It's okay.
COLE: So, what do you guys think of Kettle Springs so far?
QUINN: [GROANS] Well, I haven't been here very long,
but I hear it's fucking lovely in the spring.
DR. MAYBROOK: Quinn.
-QUINN: Sorry, Dad. -DR. MAYBROOK: Language.
COLE: Guys?
Oh, shit.
COLE: Let's get the fuck out of here.
QUINN: Yes.
-There are keys. Quick, get in! -[EXHALES]
Here we go. All right.
[ENGINE STARTS]
Shit!
It's another stick shift, Dad. I can't do it. I can't do it.
-Please take over. -Quinn, Quinn...
Quinn, you got this.
Here. Just push in the clutch. It's that guy over there.
Slide it into first, and give it a little bit of gas.
[GEAR STICK CREAKS]
-[ENGINE REVS IRREGULARLY] -Yep, there we go.
Okay, good. Now let it out a little bit.
Shit.
-There you go. You're doing it. -[GEAR STICK CLATTERS]
Yeah, nice job, Quinn.
Guys, we got a problem!
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
We gotta go the other way.
No, we're done running.
Quinn...
fucking punch it!
-[GRUNTS] -[ENGINE REVS]
Die, you motherfucking clown!
[MEN YELLING]
[CHAINSAW WHIRRING]
-[QUINN SCREAMS] -[FLESH SQUELCHING]
[WIPERS SQUEAKING]
[RAP SONG PLAYING]
[ENGINE SPUTTERING]
[WIND BLOWING]
You sure you don't need me to drive you?
Nah. You gotta stay back and work on your campaign.
Plus, this way, I can listen to my own music.
I can't believe how grown-up you are.
-I hate it. -[CHUCKLES]
I love you so much.
I love you too, Dad.
You're tough as nails, Quinn.
Uh, excuse me.
I'm sorry, were you really gonna leave without saying goodbye?
No. I was gonna stop by your house on the way out.
Right. Yeah, well, we couldn't wait.
Brought you something.
A gift.
Wow.
It's a 16-inch collapsible self-defense baton.
-Just like I always wanted. -COLE: Yeah.
Sorry, Dr. Maybrook,
but there are some crazies out there.
Completely understand.
This is really sweet, you guys.
I hope I don't have to use it
against a bunch of killer clowns.
Us too,
but just in case.
I love you guys.
You be safe, okay?
Stay away from old people.
Uh, hey.
I mean old clowns that want to kill you.
Right. That's good advice.
[ENGINE STARTS]
Love you. Bye!
[UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING]
[LAUGHING]
[ROCK SONG PLAYING]
[ROCK SONG CONTINUES PLAYING]
[GRIM MUSIC PLAYING]
[MUSIC ENDS]