Joel: Previously on House of Villains.
Kate, who is your final Hit List nomination and why?
-That's gonna be Christine. I'm so sorry.
Christine: Honestly, Kate can just go fuck herself.
-Tyson has to get eliminated
and he just always seems to maneuver
getting safe. Kate: I know. I know.
-We don't want that.
-Finish it strong.
[bell dings] Kandy: Oh!
We have a winner.
-Fuck.
-This is your opportunity
to not only save my fucking ass
and have me fucking owe you,
but also like be a fucking hero.
-I'm gonna think about it and I'm gonna pull y'all.
I'm gonna talk to y'all. -Yeah. Okay.
Paul: I'm not gonna blindside you.
Two of my closest allies are gone,
so I can align with anybody I want.
Tyson: "Congrats. You opened an envelope
and now you're on the Hit List."
I've already read it. You can't pass it to me.
Kate: I am now on the Hit List
and I believe that Tom and Tyson were targeting me.
-Congratulations, Kate.
You are the Supervillain. -Oh, my God.
Tiffany: Wow.
-If there's a tie in the vote, it's gonna come down to you.
-That's true.
-I'm asking you
to please let me stay here.
I'm asking you. -I'll have to think about it.
I'm open to keeping Tom.
He just has to give me the best apology of his life.
-Kate, I'm sorry for anything I've done to you
and overall, like, I think you're dope.
-Thank you.
Joel: All right. Guys, the votes are in.
The fifth villain to be banished from the house is...
we don't know.
It's a tie.
It is a tie.
So that means for the first time
in House of Villains history,
the Supervillain gets to break the tie.
But before Kate does that,
Christine, make your final plea
to our Supervillain Kate.
-Please don't banish me.
You're still a bitch, though.
-Christine, your acting performance
continues to baffle me.
Tom, make a final plea to Kate.
-[sighs] I'm at your whim.
I'm at your mercy.
I really, really, really wanna be here.
And...
as anyone can tell you, like, I keep--
I keep my word.
I do everything I can, and I will do everything I can.
Please don't send me home.
-All right, Kate, you're the Supervillain.
What are you thinking?
-Christine, you're so gorgeous,
but something tells me
you're also very intelligent.
-Are you sure about that, Kate?
-Tom, you say that you'll try so hard
and you've been trying so hard and doing your best
and putting your all into this game,
and you've proven that.
But even when you do your best,
my bare minimum still beats you.
So I'd like to send you home.
-Have fun everyone.
Tiffany: Bye Tom.
Joel: Wow.
-He gone. -I didn't even ask you
who you were gonna send home or to push...
-I was ready. Joel: ...the button.
Tom, any last words?
-I'll try.
-All right. Get out of here, kids.
You guys go. Have a great night.
-We tried.
-The first two seasons
were decided by a jury.
I'm hoping it's the same way
because I'm sure as fuck not voting for her.
And I don't know many people that will.
"I'm so fucking good.
I'm just gonna, like, you know,
cakewalk through this."
-[laughs]
-"Ain't that cool, everybody? Yeah."
[Paul whistles] Kate: Don't worry, guys.
I'm also a bartender. -[laughs]
You did make a pretty mean espresso martini situation.
-No, that was fire, Kate. Drita: Oh, that was so good.
-That was a roller coaster of emotions, as always.
I almost went home because of Kate
putting me on the Hit List.
And honestly, it's a lot.
But I'm fucking here.
I'm like a cockroach, and I never die.
-He had a compelling argument, but also,
I'm happy Christine's still here.
And he made it impossible for me...
Drita: No, I know. Paul: I feel the same.
-...to choose him to stay.
-I know.
Kate: Last six standing.
Good job, everyone. Paul: Holy shit.
-This is wild. Drita: It is.
-Listen, I really did not want Tom
to leave this house yet.
So I'm pissed.
Paul is working this whole
entire House of Villains,
telling everyone a little bit of what they wanna hear.
And he's just really fucking everything up for me.
Paul, you such a lying son of a bitch.
Paul: Why? What I lie about? -Because you said earlier
how you was gonna vote.
-I never said that. Tiffany: Yes, you did!
-No, I didn't. -Yes, the fuck you did!
Paul: I absolutely did not say that.
-Okay. I don't even give a fuck.
-Tell me what I said then.
What did I say? -I don't want to
repeat you because your words... Paul: Exactly.
-...are not worth repeating. Paul: That's bullshit.
I never told anybody who I was voting for.
-I don't care.
Paul: Look, as the game is coming to the climax,
I'm turning up the villainry.
Y'all were the ones who called me a rat,
so excuse me while I do a little...
[squeaks]
rat-like behavior activities.
-I'm hurt. -I know you are.
I know. And you're right.
After all this, he was gonna tell us
how he was voting and he didn't.
And I'm coming for all of 'em but I have to be cool.
We have to be cool. -It's so personal.
-Yeah. Tom definitely gave way more his heart
into that, way more.
-Every week in this game,
I do something I just get shit on for it.
And it's like, for what? For like, just making
a decision on my own? -I'm gonna tell you why.
She's just truly upset
because she really--she really cares for Tom and Tyson.
-I did not tell her I was doing anything.
I told her that I was gonna do what's best for my game,
and I would consider their proposition.
I considered it, and it was this fucking dumb idea.
Sorry. -[laughter]
-I have to win Super Villain,
or you have to win Super Villain, tomorrow.
And then everybody who voted for Tom can go up.
-Are you gonna win Super Villain?
-I'm gonna fucking try.
-Then help me win it? -One of the two.
I just lost my best friend in the house,
and that's annoying for two reasons.
A, I know Tom had my back no matter what, and I had his.
And secondly, the house is gonna be
so boring without Tom here to share the Superbed with.
Sayonara, sweet Tom.
I miss you.
I'll keep the Superbed warm if ever you return,
and I'm gonna watch all of your makeup tutorials.
Tom: I put on a moisturizing hyaluronic skin mask...
-Can we get a cheers? Come on.
-Yeah, cheers. -Get a cheers.
-Yeah, just hit a glass. Paul: Come on.
-[glasses clink] -Cheers, yeah.
The fucking tides have changed.
[jazzy music playing]
Tom: ♪ We were together ♪ ♪ Now we're not ♪
♪ Left you alone ♪ ♪ And I don't feel so hot ♪
♪ One guy ♪
♪ Oh, I'm so sorry ♪
♪ That I had ♪ ♪ To leave you, dude ♪
-Spread those wings, baby bird.
Tom: ♪ One night ♪
[stuffed toy squeaking]
Drita: Last night, I didn't sleep,
so I'm gonna be a cranky fucking bitch today.
Gizelle's graduating high school today
and I'm missing her graduation, so I'm very sad.
Christine: Yeah. -And I'm just--
I would cry, 'cause I felt bad last night.
I've never missed anything of Gizelle's.
I'm not gonna cry. I'm trying not to cry.
Christine: Sorry, I mean-- -I know, it sucks.
-It's gonna be so hard.
-I had to do this for you, Gizelle.
You're gonna go to college.
I said I'm not gonna cry.
She's fine.
She's okay with it. I'm just not.
I feel bad. That's all. -[phone rings]
-Oh, my God! You graduated!
Hey, Giz. You have your cap on?
Being a single mom with two daughters is not cheap.
Oh, Mommy wants to cry right now.
I'm so happy. Congratulations.
I'm so, so, so, so proud of you.
This $200,000 really, really, really will change my life
and my daughter's so I can help her.
Gizelle graduated.
Kate: Aw. -Right now as we speak.
She just answered with her cap. Christine: She just answered
with her cap on? She was-- -And she was getting...
-Aw. -...yeah, I know.
I feel better, even though I'm on, like, no sleep.
Kate: I cannot imagine how heartbreaking it would be.
She's missing the graduation,
but also it's her youngest daughter
leaving the nest.
That's a lot.
-It's Gizelle.
Christine: Yay!
[upbeat music playing]
-Paul. Paul: Yeah, buddy?
-Do you know this trick?
Paul: I mean, yeah, I just was lazy.
He said, "Do you know this trick?"
-I don't know what you're talking about by hand.
-I wanted to feel the warm pods in my hand.
You know what I mean? -[PA system rings]
Tyson: What, bro?
Paul: Good morning, fuckers.
Joel: Good morning, villains.
Your next Battle Royale challenge is upon us.
Please put on the classy and understated outfits
that a bunch of PAs placed on your beds.
-Oh, fuck. Paul: Oh, fuck.
Joel: Be ready in one hour.
Paul: Thanks, Joel.
-Okay. All right.
Let's do this.
Kate: Please be couture.
Um...
-Okay. This is cute.
-Tyson's gonna be so stoked.
-Pretty cool. I do like it.
-I can't believe that outfit.
I'm gonna look like a jerk off.
He'll somehow make that look
like a modeling fucking gig.
I'm gonna look like an '80s asshole.
-You think we're gonna get, like, wet or something?
-If we get wet, I'm in no fucking mood today.
-I know.
-I can't fucking believe this shit.
-Is this '80s?
These sunglasses, Drita?
Is she in here or no?
Nope? Okay.
-This Battle Royale is a big deal,
so I'm getting my head in competition mode
because if I don't win Super Villain,
I'm definitely next.
Joel: Villains, please head to the SUVs.
And no, the drivers cannot stop
at a vape store on the way.
Stop asking, Kate.
Tyson: Everybody wants me gone except for New York.
So this Battle Royale is the make or break for me.
And me being able to nominate three of them
would just be like...
I'd be doing it for you, America.
Thanks, Paul. -You're very welcome.
-And me. I want 200 grand.
Paul: What do you guys think we're gonna be doing?
Aerobics? Christine: Gosh.
I think it's gonna be something
that we're gonna have to, like, work out.
You know what I mean? Like...
-For sure. -It's giving Jane Fonda.
It's giving Work It Out, you know?
I'm really motivated to win this challenge today
because I've been playing from the bottom
this whole time.
So if I can finally get--
I'm trying to say, like...
How do we say, like--
I've been sucking ass meets...
Like, everyone thinks I suck ass,
and like, I do suck ass,
but I hope moving forward
I don't as suck much ass.
Not like physical workout,
but like work something out. -Yeah.
-Okay.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Christine: Oh, my God. Tiffany: Oh!
Christine: Oh, wow!
Tyson: Oh, what?
-It's the enchanted forest.
Kate: This is so cool. Tiffany: It's a foam party.
Drita: It's foam. -More foam, Bosun.
-We're all thinking it. We're all thinking it.
-Villains, hi there. -Hi, Joel.
Joel: How do you like your '80s garb?
-Hate it. Garb.
Joel: You hate it. -It's fun.
-Garbage. -Actually, guys, the bright
colors have nothing to do with the challenge at all.
We just thought it would be fun for our lighting department.
Watch this. [claps]
-Oh. -Oh.
-Oh, I love this.
-Let's lighten it up.
There we go.
What? Why are you so quiet?
-Your shirt says Alan.
-It wasn't there before! -Why does your shirt say Alan?
Kate: Alan? -Alan?
-Oh, I don't know what you're talking about.
Paul: Traitor? -Hmm.
Christine: Oh. -Oh.
-[laughs] -Just so you know,
you guys have stuff written on your clothes, too.
But we can't see what we wrote.
-Illegal blonde.
-Cold topic.
-Pointy face.
-See, that's how jokes work.
We have to explain it for five minutes.
Eat that one, traitors.
Welcome to your second to last Battle Royale Challenge,
Spitting Venom.
Each of you has a designated venomous snake.
Each of you also has a designated venom receptacle.
When I say go, you will race
from your receptacle to your snake,
where you will suck as much venom as possible...
-Jesus Christ. Joel: ...into your mouth.
That's right.
It's a sucking challenge.
-Ooh, I'm so glad I skipped breakfast.
Joel: Once your mouth is full of venom,
you will re-traverse the floor and spit that venom
into another villain's receptacle,
a villain you want to target
and eliminate from the game.
When a villain's spit cup reaches the tippy-top...
-Gross. Joel: ...they are out.
Last villain standing wins and is our new Supervillain.
-This challenge is really interesting and crucial
because it's gonna expose a lot of truths in this house.
It's gonna expose alliances, enemies,
frenemies, ideas, plans.
I mean, everything is getting exposed here.
-That's not the only thing that's spitting today.
-Oh, God. -Oh, no.
-Spew!
[music dies]
-Spew.
-[cork pops] Joel: There we go.
Kate: Oh, my God.
The whole time?
Joel: Oh, and one more thing. -Oh.
-The winner of this challenge will only nominate
two people for the Hit List.
There will be no reward out in this week
and no Redemption Challenge, just a cold, hard vote.
-Ooh. Joel: So, the only way
to guarantee your own safety
is to win and become Supervillain.
Tyson: The fact that there's no Redemption Challenge
this round is a bummer
because I am definitely the biggest target in here.
And now I don't have an insurance policy,
like, I just have to win Supervillain
or I am going home.
-I'm gonna give you two minutes to strategize a little.
-Come here. Nice try.
Tyson: I'm gonna move twice as fast as anybody.
Anybody talks with me... Drita: All right. No.
Two minutes, two minutes, two minutes, two minutes.
Come here, come here. Kate: Oh, it's so slippery.
Drita: Don't listen to him. I'm sorry.
Just listen to me. -I am listening.
-I'm just gonna do my best.
Paul: Or slow, you know?
-Paul, I move twice as fast as anybody.
I'm watching you, specifically, Paul.
You spit one thing in my mouth, in my thing,
I'm coming for you, we're both out.
We are both out.
Paul: I don't know where all
this newfound courage came from.
Maybe Tyson's a little salty
because I sent his minion home,
but I don't take kindly to most things.
Definitely not a threat.
So big mistake, Tyson.
-All right, everyone.
-Christine, are you fast?
-Fuck no. Does it look like I'm fast?
-Three, two, one.
Suck it!
[Christine yells]
Joel: Spew! [Tiffany laughs]
Drita: Holy shit. -Start sucking.
Oh, man.
Tyson is off to an early lead.
I think Tyson, uh,
spat into Kate's receptacle.
He's using the diving method.
Drita: Ah. Joel: Kate is clearly spitting
into Tyson's receptacle.
-Tyson has a huge target on his back.
And because everybody knows that Tyson and I
are an alliance, I feel like I have a huge target too.
So Tyson and I, of course we're working together.
And we wanna get Kate out immediately.
-Here comes New York, spitting into Kate's receptacle.
Whoa. Careful.
-Drita goes down.
She's coming on her knees there.
She's going over to Tyson's receptacle.
Seems like everybody is going for Kate or Tyson.
Drita: It's clearly Tyson and New York against Paul,
Kate, Christine, and me.
I want Tyson out.
That's my main goal.
But I also wanna win
because Gizelle graduated today.
And I wanna give her some great news.
Joel: Tyson's is more full than Kate's.
Very exciting.
-My cup's filling up. Kate's cup is filling up.
But I'm working with New York
and I'm hoping that she can just pull it together
even though she's never won Supervillain
on any of the three seasons she's been on.
Joel: What happened to New York?
Something happened? -Something in my eye.
-What could have gotten in New York's eye?
[Tiffany groans] Joel: I don't know.
Tiffany: Oh, fuck. This is hard.
I can barely see.
I'm wet in places that I don't like to be wet,
and my mouth is full of venom.
But I am here to win this motherfucker.
Something in my eye!
Joel: Kate and Tyson's receptacles
are almost full of LA city water.
Oh, we are neck and neck.
Here comes Christine.
Tyson is out, everybody.
Tyson is out. -Congratulations, guys.
-Tyson, you can finally swallow if you like.
-I mean, a fair challenge would have been
to just have everybody fill up their own
and see who could fill it up first.
Now, I'm probably gonna be on the Hit List again.
Game designer, if you're seeing this,
I know you're only three seasons in,
but do better next time.
Joel: New York hits Kate with another one.
Kate is out. Kate is out of the game.
$200,000 are on the line.
Tiffany: Oh, my gosh!
Joel: Here comes Christine,
mouth full of something,
into New York's receptacle.
New York, your receptacle is a little bit more
than half full now.
Three of them working together to get New York out.
What a test of the microphones
that we have here at House of Villains.
That is it for New York.
New York is out of the game.
New York... Tiffany: Oh.
Joel: ...is out.
-Paul is now making an effort to fill Christine's receptacle.
Drita, no one has spat in her receptacle.
-My cup is empty.
That is a big advantage for me.
So I'm thinking we could all take it easy,
do whatever we have to do. I won.
-$200,000 on the line.
Paul: What are we doing, y'all?
Are we making deals?
Even it out.
Paul and I have venom in our cups,
but Drita doesn't really have any.
We all eliminated Tyson and New York together,
so I want Paul, Drita, and I to even out the cups.
That doesn't mean I don't want Drita
to win Supervillain.
I just want everyone to have a fair shot
and may the best competitor win.
Joel: A lot of different muscles being used.
Oh. Christine, unexpectedly,
just shot a load into Drita's receptacle.
-Christine's encouraging them to target Drita.
Kate: Even it out.
Tyson: Yup. Even it out. That's fine.
-And Paul is filling up Drita's as well.
Drita: I'm getting really confused
when I'm starting to see that I'm no longer empty.
[dramatic music playing]
-And it looks like I'm getting tag-teamed
by Christine and Paul.
Are you being even?
Because they don't look like it.
What is happening?
Joel: Whoever gets this is Supervillain
and gets to put two people on the Hit List.
-My brain can't really understand or comprehend
what is happening because I don't wanna believe
that my own roommate is dying to beat me.
Christine: I wanna win. -Oh.
Well then, Paul's would be the closest.
Paul: Christine, do you want it?
Because if not, we'll just get you out
and me and Drita can talk.
Do you want it?
Drita: Just keep going, Christine. Keep going.
I said even from the beginning. Paul: Okay.
Okay, okay, okay, okay... Christine: Yeah. Of course.
Christine: Okay. Drita: You just keep saying okay
but you're not anything... Paul: I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
-Are you trying to get your levels all the same?
[dramatic music playing]
-I guess you can't really answer my questions.
Paul is out, everyone.
Paul is out of the game.
Great job, buddy. That was impressive.
Paul: Goddamn.
Joel: It's a showdown between Drita and Christine.
I like Drita's method.
She hits her knees and she pops back up.
Paul: You got it.
Drita: You spit in my cup a lot, Paul.
Don't cheer me on. Paul: What?
-She's mad. She's tired.
-No, I split it up.
Drita: What is going on?
Christine's spitting water in my cup,
so I'm on fucking fire right now.
You see me fighting to win.
Why don't you just let me win?
Knowing today's Gizelle's graduation,
why is that happening?
Joel: It really comes down
to who can run the fastest,
who can suck the fastest,
and who can spit the fastest.
Drita: Oh, my God. That went in my fucking ear,
rat-fucking thing.
Right in my ear.
-Careful where you spit.
There are crew members everywhere.
Ooh. Drita's is so close.
I think we might be one or two spits away.
We have a Supervillain.
We have a winner.
It is Christine.
Christine is our new Supervillain.
-It was two on one for a minute there.
But that's good. -Drita, you're unhappy?
-I am unhappy because I was doing
three, three, three, three.
That was not happening when it was time to,
you know, put it in my cup.
-I'm feeling great about winning Supervillain.
Honestly, I slayed challenge
and I thought my teammates would be proud of me,
but I'm getting the opposite reaction.
It pisses me off.
-All right, everyone. Back to the SUVs.
Drita: I'm just disgusted because I was winning.
And then Paul and Christine screwed me over.
And I'm not gonna be fake and make believe it's all good.
No, motherfuckers. It ain't all good.
Fuck that.
-Right now, I'm in no motherfucking mood.
Christine: Hi.
If these are my friends I made an alliance with,
by fairness and the right thing to do,
is I should have won.
You got me in I-don't-give-a-fuck mood.
How about that?
I'm gonna go fucking ballistic.
-I have a Supervillain outfit.
♪ Ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ♪ ♪ Ta, ta, ta ♪
♪ Ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta ♪
-Fuck these fake-ass motherfuckers.
What an asshole.
[pensive music playing]
-You know I wasn't banging at your cup, by the way.
-You were the only one.
I have the majority of the house against me.
They showed it in the challenge.
They've showed it when they voted out Tom,
and there's no Redemption Challenge,
so I could lay down and die and have the same result.
But I may as well just blow things up
for the fun of it.
And a mob circle may kick me in the stomach
while I'm on my knees.
I felt weird.
But I'm petty as fuck.
I'm very petty. I'm very petty.
-You spit into my cup first, so I do wanna point that out.
Christine: You did? -Joel announced it.
Joel: Look at Paul go.
He spat into Tyson's.
-No. You--everyone was spitting in mine before.
And I watched you.
And I'm gonna tell you what I watched.
-Yeah. -Every time you thought
my back was turned, you pretended like you were,
like, scrambling somewhere. -No.
-Paul, you don't need to even, like why are you even...
Paul: Dude, I'm not engaging. -entertaining us right now?
-You didn't see me throw it into your cup first.
-You lied to me already. -I didn't lie to you.
I also did not owe you anything. -You promised me
that you would tell me who you were voting for.
-I think it's bullshit that Tyson is accusing me
of not sticking to my word.
I never really promised this man anything,
so he's just upset that I didn't do
what he wanted me to do.
But, I'm here for the Tyson downfall.
I-- Actually, this is my favorite show.
-Second place, maybe.
-I know you're putting me up. Whatever.
-Well, I haven't even thought about that.
-I've been working with a certain individual in here.
I just know that the odds are I'm going up.
-New York has never voted for me once, to say, so yeah.
As of right now, Tyson and New York are my targets
so that makes sense to me.
-I know you can't put up your roommate.
I know you can't put up friends and things
you have in this house.
But I'm not gonna be in here
playing fake or being weird about it.
You know what I'm saying? -Yeah.
-Tyson, bro. What's up with that, man?
-Dude. Paul: Come on, now.
-I've known you were against me
for, like four days, bro. -Bullshit, brother.
Listen, I know that you've been throwing me under the bus.
I know you've been-- -I haven't been throwing you
under the bus. -That's not true, Tyson.
-To who? -Here's what's frustrating.
Why did you feel the need to threaten me
in front of everybody, bro?
You said such a strange tone in that moment.
-I'm watching you specifically, Paul.
You spit one thing in my mouth, in my thing,
I'm coming for you, we're both out.
-And if you wanna... -Yeah, if you said--
-...be bitter towards me and anger towards me,
like, that's just a reflection of your character, bro.
I don't appreciate the way that you're talking to me
for a position that you have put yourself in.
I didn't put you here.
I didn't threaten you at that competition.
-No, you didn't need to because you had a mob with you.
-Did I? Tyson: Yes.
-Or did you just have a mob against you?
-Both. Paul: Okay, bro.
-Both. Paul: Okay.
-I don't think any of us planned it this way,
but I love it.
You've got a girl from "Selling Sunset,"
a girl from "Mob Wives,"
a girl from "Below Deck,"
and Paul, beating you, Tyson.
You have a entire podcast
about discussing the best strategies
for these kind of game shows.
And you're being beat by a bunch of girls
who don't even know how to play.
-I think we should all ignore that motherfucker for right now.
-No, I just put him in his fucking place.
-Okay. Good, good.
-That was amazing the way you handled that.
Paul: Fucking dickhead. -Fucking dickhead is right.
-What's up, Kate?
-Not much.
-What'd you think of that conversation?
-I thought Paul raised some valid points.
-Uh-hmm.
...someone doing that to me.
I'm like, [scoffs] girl.
Christine: Don't feed into it. -Thank you.
Is Drita in the shower? -Yeah.
-Should we--should we go check?
Or she's in the shower literally?
-Let me go... Paul: Yeah, peep--
-...uh, peep the vibe.
-Peep the vibe. Christine: Peep the vibe.
-Hey, Drita. Are you okay if I get in the shower, babe?
Drita: I'm done. -Okay.
-I just need my lashes.
-Paul and I just wanna talk to you whenever.
-Fuck Paul. Christine: No, no.
-No, no. But I think-- Drita: Believe me, girl.
-We definitely need to have a conversation with you.
-Oh, I think so. -No, but you'll end this--
-There is absolutely no water in my fucking thing.
So, I was like, "Great. I'm gonna win."
-I'm not really sure why Drita's upset.
I mean, our plan today was that we needed to beat
Tyson and New York and we did.
So, we should be jumping up and down
and happy that one of us won.
One cup had to...
Drita: This ain't even for discussion.
-...fill up.
Drita: Right. I had no water in mine.
If it's not a big deal and it doesn't matter
and we're all winning, why did that happen?
Christine: At the end of the day,
our side of the house now
controls who goes on the chopping block.
But she can't even be happy for me in this moment in time?
Like, bitch, what?
I promise this will make sense. Trust.
Drita: Got me in a bad fucking mood.
-We should especially be happy right now.
[dramatic music playing]
-Oh, I think she's emotional
because her it's daughter's graduation tomorrow.
-Totally. -So, she wanted
to especially win.
So, she's upset. I'm just warning you.
Paul, I'm glad you came in.
How do you feel like the game went?
-We were just saying that-- -Drita's upset.
-Dude, she's pissed. What the fuck?
-Just... [sighs] Paul: Can you guys, like,
help me kind of? Kate: Yes. Okay. Hold on.
I don't know what conversations you had out in the foam pit,
but I would be suspicious from her perspective--
-Really? I don't want this woman to be mad at me.
I didn't-- That was not my intention, ever.
-I know, but everyone
has different perceptions of this house.
We all know that, right?
She felt like by the time
New York and Tyson were out,
her cup was still empty.
-Yeah, she had nothing in her cup. So, whenever--
Christine: That's a good thing. -That's her point.
-Whenever-- -That's a good thing that--
Kate: So, why did she not win is her point.
Paul: Because we said... -If she was the only one
with none in the cup. -...let's even it out...
Christine: Yeah. -...right?
-I don't know who said to even it out.
-Well... Kate: Why would you do that?
-Everyone was at such different levels
and I was like, "Dude, it's the three of us."
-Let's [indistinct] I agreed with you.
-So, I was like-- Kate: Why?
-Because... -I don't know. Just--
until we figure it out. -...let's give each other
an even playing field. Kate: That's--so that's what--
I don't understand. Why would you make it even?
-Dude, in the moment, I don't fucking know.
Christine: Yeah. -We were like dead.
Christine: We were just like... Paul: Did I not say,
"Hey, girls, what do we do? Who wants it?"
-Yeah. No, he did. -I said that several times.
-He definitely did. -Regardless of how much water
or venom their argument holds,
I'm gonna side with Drita,
because my biggest flaw
is that I'm an empath, which I think people...
That is not it. Why is everybody laughing?
I'm just warning you, guys.
We love her, but she's mad.
Paul: Is she? -Yes!
Christine: Yeah. Totally. -Really?
-Let her say her piece and then...
Paul: That's real. -...and then don't say
any other stuff. Say, "I didn't know
you wanted to win so badly." Instead of all the blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah, blah. Paul: Sure.
Kate: That's what she needs to hear.
Christine: I thought Kate was on my side.
But if she wants to play detective,
that's when I start questioning her.
I am Supervillain at the end of the day.
And what Kate's doing right now is not smart.
Please understand, Drita wasn't really
communicating with anyone.
I don't-- 'cause she didn't say anything.
-Because she wanted to win.
Paul: 'Cause she-- will you please...
Kate: Why would you even bother
filling up Drita's at all if it was empty?
That looks a little suspicious.
[dramatic music playing]
-They sound so cute.
I love the birds' chirps.
Drita: It got chilly out, right?
Kate: It's so nice.
Drita: No, it is nice. Kate: I love it.
Drita: But it definitely got chilly.
I was like, "What the hell?
Why am I cold right now?"
Paul: Wanna go out there?
So, go over there and I'm gonna put my hoodie on
and I'll meet you there.
-Kate-ing is a verb.
To Kate means to bravo things.
It's being messy. It's stirring the pot.
She's "Kate-ing," you know?
The verb of Kate-ing.
-Hi. Christine: Hi.
I just looked and I'm like, "The fucking sun's still out?"
How is this possible?
Oh, what a cruel world.
[birds chirping]
-Me and Christine are not okay just because
we're sitting next to each other, okay?
I'm pissed
because she's still not owning up to me being right.
-Okay. Well, Paul's waiting to talk to you.
So, I'll just tell him like, you're cool.
Don't worry about it.
-What does he want to talk to me about?
-About the game... -I had no water in my cup.
I should have been Supervillain.
It didn't happen, and that's that.
Nothing else is to be discussed.
-I was trying to give everyone an even...
Drita: That's crazy. -...playing field.
Kate: I don't understand that part.
Drita: Me neither.
I thought the game plan was just for us to win.
It wasn't like... -And we did, Drita, we did.
-Right. -We did.
-But to go out of your way to make sure I don't
is a little different. -No. No, no, no.
Drita: Okay. So, tell me. -Can I bring Paul over?
Drita: Why?
-We're all on the same team
about how we feel. -Why?
-If we were all on the same team -Yes.
-why the fuck were you both spitting in my cup?
-I was trying to even our playing field.
Drita: But why would you do that when I'm killing it?
To even a playing field with my two allies?
Does not make any fucking sense at all.
Paul: So, now I understand why you're upset,
because I had no idea why you were upset.
I was confused. That's why wanted to talk to you
because I was genuinely confused as to why you were upset.
-Holy shit. Maybe I'm on-- am I on another fucking planet?
I'm gonna tell you why I was fucking pissed today.
I got no water in my cup, which means I'm Supervillain,
I'm gonna finally send them home.
But then you just-- All of a sudden,
my cup is fucking going up, and up, and up.
What was that, Paul?
-But it's not-- Drita: How did I lose?
Because you both were spitting in my cup.
I would've won if I didn't get tag-teamed
and I don't like to get tag-teamed.
Paul: You didn't get tag-teamed, Drita.
-Then I wouldn't have lost. It was impossible.
Paul: Oh, my God. Okay.
Listen. Uh, it's-- -Oh, my God.
Was it possible for me to fucking lose
with no water in the cup? -No.
-You're making it about winning--
-Thank you.
Tyson: The majority alliance is fighting
and I love it.
[laughs]
Right now, I'm just taking notes,
and maybe I can come in later
and drive a bigger wedge between those three.
That way, I may have a shot.
-I didn't know you were trying to win that's why I asked.
-Everybody's trying to win. -Exactly!
I was trying to be fair to the two of you.
Paul: Okay. Kate: She wasn't trying
to go against the people she's in a trust situation with.
-My mistake was-- -Thank you.
Christine: You guys are fucking stupid.
-I'm stupid?
-I would love to continue this conversation
without you guys, okay? -Oh, me too?
Christine: I understand-- Drita: Don't even leave.
-You guys don't understand... Drita: It's fine.
-...who is in fucking charge right now, honestly.
Drita: Okay. -I'm pissed.
Tyson: Okay.
What the fuck is going on?
Christine: You have a choice.
-What's my choice?
-Kate, don't don't with me.
No, listen. -What are you talking about?
Christine: Listen. -What's my choice?
-The choice is let us have a... Kate: Yeah. I'm leaving.
-...conversation in the game, okay?
-I'm just getting wine and leaving.
I'm just confused, but I trust that
whatever will happen will happen.
Kate: I thought this week would be cut and dry.
Let's put Tyson and New York up and send Tyson home.
But Christine is now mad with power
and might ruin the whole plan.
Who knows what she's gonna do?
Alice in Wonderland has now become
the Queen of Hearts.
-We're all three on the same page,
so I was trying to give everyone an even chance.
Drita: Yeah, because you were losing.
I am not fucking stupid.
And any motherfucker here
that's gonna even play me like I'm dumb,
I'm gonna show you how
motherfucking gangster I'd become.
Easy.
[whimsical music playing]
-Thank you.
Tyson: It seems like everyone in the house
is all at each other's throats,
so I may as well crank up the heat in here.
[upbeat music playing]
Tyson: Hopefully, we can have more in-house fighting
and maybe there's a chance I can stick around.
[whimsical music playing]
-I can't sleep. I've been up again
all fucking night.
[whimsical music playing]
-I can't take it anymore.
I don't know what's happened.
[Tyson snoring]
[dramatic music playing]
Tyson: How are you feeling? Drita: I couldn't sleep at all.
Something's wrong with the air conditioning.
-Cold or hot?
Drita: It was like so hot,
like over 80 degrees hot.
-Really? Drita: Yeah.
-I don't know what the argument was yesterday,
I don't wanna get into that,
but it should have just had you win.
This Christine-Drita alliance seems to have some cracks.
So, my strategy is just to create
as much discord as I can.
Did I want Drita to actually win this thing?
No. But me telling her
that they stopped her from winning
will create some animosity.
And for me, that's good.
And if you're all three there... -Thank you.
You start thinking you're fucking nuts in here.
I'm not even giving thought to Christine
being a Supervillain
because Christine doesn't make any sense.
Her and Paul are in cahoots.
The whole thing is weird
and it makes me, like, distrust her.
And I don't know who to believe with anything anymore.
[pans clanking] -Shit.
[upbeat music playing]
Tyson: Christine is easy to manipulate.
So this is my opportunity to pull the focus off myself
and put it on Kate and Drita instead of me.
Is it last-ditch? Kind of, yeah.
But I have nothing to lose, honestly.
And I do have a little bit of hope.
We have a few minutes.
Well, we're in the endgame.
So, you-- did-- like, I know you're smart.
I know that you have ideas on what you wanna do.
But as it gets close, you'd need to think
who can you beat at the end,
like, who are you gonna get votes over?
You have to go through the list.
Is Jackie voting for me,
is Plane Jane voting for me?
Are they voting for so and so?
You have to place yourself next--
'cause you're in the best position possible right now
that you get to decide
someone who is probably
gonna get more votes than you at the end
can be out of the game.
If I'm on the Hit List, I can't do anything.
If I'm off the Hit List,
I will vote however you want me to vote
for the people that are on the Hit List
because you won't have a vote
'cause you're a Supervillain. -Yeah.
-Am I safe? Do you know?
Am I not safe? Am I going on the Hit List?
-My goal has changed as of yesterday
because of what I saw. -Yeah.
-I was trying to get everyone an even playing field.
-Yeah. -And Kate was like,
"That was a dumb strategy. That was a dumb strategy."
-Yeah.
-It's almost as if some people
really don't understand how the game works.
-You tell me what we're doing and I will do that vote.
-After yesterday, I feel like anything I do
is gonna make Drita triggered and feel betrayed.
So, maybe it's time for me to switch things up,
work with Tyson and New York, piss everyone off.
-Okay. We'll try and catch up later.
-I feel like these motherfuckers don't know
I'm standing on business. Why is it not clocking to them?
I'm Supervillain. Hello?
Drita: Hey. You have your phone?
Bitch, how'd you get it?
Kate: I had to make a car payment.
Do you feel better about the cups thing?
Drita: No, I stand my ground on the cups thing.
Kate: Yeah. Drita: I will never--
no one will sway me. Not you, not them, nobody.
-I don't think she's that stupid
that she didn't understand the game.
Drita: Hello? She definitely knows
exactly what she's doing. Kate: Right.
-You could brush your hair all day long,
but I know what the fuck I felt, saw, and everything.
At this point, I wouldn't be surprised
if Christine put me on the Hit List
because I'm in a game with a bunch of scheming,
lying motherfuckers that are pissing me off.
-She very well may put me up,
but we'll handle that when we get there.
[PA chimes]
Joel: Villains, it's time to start getting ready
for your Hit List ceremony.
Last chance to talk to Christine.
She's currently brushing her hair
and will be for the next 45 minutes, I imagine.
So, you'll know where to find her.
Drita: Talk to you later. Kate: Okay. Bye.
Some music would be nice.
Singer: ♪ Wonder ♪
[upbeat music playing]
-[bell dinging] Joel: Villains,
go to the secret bookshelf and walk into it.
This time, don't move the bookshelf
out of the way.
It's a hologram, you'll see.
Christine: Aw.
Joel: Way to be polite, Paul.
Ladies first. Nicely done.
[Drita laughs]
[tense music playing]
Joel: Hi, guys.
-What's up, Joel? Drita: Hello, Joel.
-Welcome to the Hit List nominations time.
Oh, you, very smart. -Is that what we're doing?
Okay. -No.
-Good morning. -Oh, hi.
Hi. Good morning.
Oh, hi. Look at you. -Hi, Joel.
How are you? Joel: Hi. Hi.
Oh, yeah.
Remaining villains,
it's time for your Hit List nominations.
Christine, you are Supervillain of the week.
Please sit on your purse.
[Kate laughs]
-You guys seen Christine's purse yet?
-So great. Paul: It's awesome.
-I made it myself. -It's the coolest thing.
Joel: It's pretty cool.
Very practical as well. Christine: Yes.
-It'll put a Birkin into shame.
-Christine, the power is in your hands.
You get to choose the two villains in danger.
Remember, the two villains you name tonight
will have no shot at redemption.
They'll just face a cold hard vote
where one of them will lose out on their chance
at $200,000.
-Tonight is Friday the 13th.
That is not a good thing here at the House of Villains.
Christine is definitely Jason Voorhees
because she is Supervillain
and she is gonna make a huge cut.
-Villains, if you get nominated,
please step over here and take it all personally.
All right, Christine, it's time to share
who you wanna nominate first.
And please, take me
through your thought process, step by step,
from the moment you were crowned Supervillain until now.
I really wanna understand how your mind works.
I think it is gonna be studied someday.
-First, I'm going to nominate...
Kate.
-Um...
Christine putting up Kate is fucking crazy
because it was supposed to be Tyson and New York.
And if it means what I think it could mean,
Drita might be the next nomination.
This is not according to our plan.
-Kate, how you feeling?
-I feel good enough.
-You think you're safe up there?
-No. But I like my dress.
I had a feeling I'd be on the Hit List.
That's why I wore my dress.
But I'm really hoping Christine
is gonna put Tyson on the Hit List.
If she doesn't, I'm probably out.
-Anything you wanna say to Christine, Kate?
-No, this is fair
because I nominated her last time,
so I respect her decision.
-Christine, whose day will you ruin next?
-The next person I'm going to nominate,
um, is a tough decision for me.
I've seen a lot of my friends go,
a lot of villains go, and I hate it.
I do because I feel like
if this person was honest earlier,
I could have been in different position.
And for that alone,
I'm sorry Tyson, I have to nominate you.
-Yes. Yes.
After all the ups and downs,
Christine put Tyson on the Hit List,
which is amazing.
I'm not forgetting what she did in the challenge
but I'm gonna work with her and see what happens.
But she's not allowed to make a mess no more,
I can tell you that shit. -All right.
How does it feel to be nominated for the Hit List?
-Uh, kind of status quo.
There were four people
targeting me at the last challenge,
so I felt like the writing was on the wall.
-There we have it, the latest Hit List nominees.
Look upon them and weep or laugh.
I don't really care.
You will be returning to this room
to vote in just 30 minutes.
Paul: I think I had a stroke.
Tyson: This is it. I have one more chance
to fight another day
and it's all coming down
to a guy who dresses likes me.
I did just tell him off
but if Paul's smarter than he looks,
then he'll vote to banish Kate
since she's a bigger threat in the game currently.
So let's see what we can do.
30 minutes. Tiffany: Oh, 30, 30.
-I'm gonna start taking appointments then
because I'm still Supervillain. -Well, I mean...
-I guess. -Right?
-Yeah. But your votes--
your vote doesn't count.
[Drita laughs]
You can't take appointments.
It's too late. -Fuck it. I don't care.
The irony of me having the most power
in all of the house. -[dings]
-What are we supposed to be doing?
It is dangerous and reckless
because I'm about to take someone out of the house
and everyone else--
I don't--I don't know how to end that sentence.
Can we make a pact that we will talk
and it will get nowhere else in the house?
I promise.
-Can I make that pact if I stay?
Did she already forget she has put me on the Hit List?
-I need a promise now. -Why?
-Because voters are... -Why?
-Voters are voting. -I'm not making...
-People are campaigning and I...
-It's just Tyson and me campaigning
and you're not voting so I don't have
to promise anything to you. Okay.
-Yeah. Kate: But you're saying
moving forward. -Moving forward.
Kate: Can we discuss that once...
-Yeah. We will.
Kate: ...I'm not buckled in the chair?
-We will. Yup.
Okay.
[upbeat music playing]
-I can't tell if she's stupid or smart, you know.
Maybe both.
Tyson: Am I safe?
Paul: I don't know, man.
Tyson: New York's with me.
-Are you certain? -Yes.
-What are you thinking?
-Because if she votes to keep me
and you vote to keep me, I'm here still.
-Right. Um... -Otherwise,
Kate's gonna be here. -You're right but...
-I mean, myself, I don't think
I could beat Kate in the end.
Like right at this point,
if it was the finale right now,
I don't have the resume that she has.
-I don't neither. -I know. So...
-Look. Kate is a little bit more of a wildcard
to be in the endgame with than Tyson is,
like Tyson hasn't really done shit,
whereas Kate has gotten some blood on her hands.
Impressive for the House of Villains.
So it's not so cut and dry.
I do have some things to consider here.
-That shit that Kate did yesterday
like, that was so intentional.
-If you think I don't believe you,
you're out of your mind. Christine: Yeah.
-You don't even have to discuss that with me.
-Almost like her whole thing is,
"Let's turn other people against each other," yeah.
-Well, it's not gonna happen on me and you.
-Yeah. -And tomorrow,
if we need to beat Kate, we beat Kate.
-Hmm. So pretty.
Tiffany: Sit here. -The other two
are probably getting a near fall from Kate, so...
-It's my third time on the Hit List.
-You didn't get buckled? -I never been buckled.
-No, the buckling was not cute.
-Today, you've been-- gonna be buckled, right?
-True. -Yes.
-True. -I'm stressed.
-Been burned on reality TV so many times
that I quit reality TV.
It's my first time back in three years.
I'm here to do this.
Are you voting to keep me here?
-Of course I am.
[PA chiming]
Joel: All right. You guys, go to the bookcase now.
Your 30 minutes is up. Get there right now.
Go ahead. Go, go, go, go, go.
All right. Here we go.
That was the 30 minutes. Get in there now.
Tyson: Jesus Christ.
That was the fastest 30 minutes in my life.
I think I did enough damage control but you never know.
If these people are smart, they'll eliminate Kate.
Hopefully, I was able to show them that.
[suspenseful music playing]
-[snoring]
[gasp] Hey, what are you guys doing here?
-Joel, you got to wake up. -Oh, right.
It's that accelerated banishment thingy.
Uh, what do you guys'...
-What were you doing for half an hour?
-Going home. -It's the longest half hour.
-McHale is clocking in. All right. Here we go.
Woo. All right.
Villains, welcome to the Stronghold.
You were just here so you know what to do.
Christine, you are Supervillain.
Kate, Tyson, you're up for banishment.
Please stand in front of your chairs.
We're about to find out who are the final five villains.
Guys, it's time to make your final pleas. Kate.
-I've had a great time playing the game with all of you.
Tyson had a lot of alliances with everyone in the house
and I pissed off everyone in the house,
so I feel like I'm the better person
to be standing there at the end with you.
Tyson's a master manipulator, a master gamer,
and anything he's told you is a lie.
And the people that would be voting for
the winner will be manipulated by his lies.
-Have you lied at all?
-Only when I told you I liked your outfit.
-Shit. That was good.
Tyson, you're up for banishment.
Please give us your final plea and--
-And sing like a canary.
-What the hell, Drita?
-[laughs]
-Damn. All right. So Tyson,
other than your shoes, do you have any regrets?
-Kate is the clear frontrunner to win this game.
She's driven the game the last two weeks.
She's gotten rid of all the threats
and she squashed out any opposition.
If she gets to the end,
she has two more checkmarks on her resume
before she even gets there.
So if you wanna go up against that or take that risk,
that's on you.
But, and I mean it as a compliment,
Kate, you have been playing the best game up to this point.
Joel: Wow.
While you guys are voting,
I'm gonna ask Kate and Tyson to take a seat
and ready yourselves for my strap-on.
-Ooh. I wanna sit down then.
-You know what? I'm sorry. That sounded very wrong.
Paul will be the first to vote.
There's also a, uh, Chrome Hearts store back there
so go wild. -Oh.
[Tiffany laughs]
-Well, who's better for my endgame?
-I'm not gonna help 'cause I don't wanna be canceled.
Good. -Can you get my bottom one?
-But I will help you out right here. No.
-I have been waiting for this forever.
[dings]
-Bye-bye, Tyson.
Joel: Man, with the color of your coat,
you look like a pilot.
-Pretty cool. -Not really.
-Tyson has been my bro dog, my buddy,
partner in crime since this whole thing has happened.
Joel: All right, guys.
Let's give the bloodthirsty monsters watching this show
what they want.
The sixth villain to be voted off
the House of Villains
in a unanimous vote is...
Tyron-- Tyson. I'm sorry.
[woman chuckling]
-Talk is very cheap. I have to go with actions.
See you later, Tyson.
-Congrats, Kate. I love you, New York.
-No, you don't. Tyson: And for the record,
I was the one fucking with the thermostats.
-Fuck you! -I knew it!
-Suck my dick. Woo!
Tiffany: You fucker!
Drita: Bye, Tyson! -Suck my dick.
Drita: Later, fucker!
Tiffany: That's it.
-It's just so poetic
that the reason I found the journal
was because I was hot.
The reason I was hot was because Tyson
was messing with the thermostat.
And ultimately,
it was the list I found in that journal
that made Tyson eat 30 worms.
Look at that.
-Thankful.
-Deuces. Yes! Tiffany: Uh-huh.
-I've been on these shows a lot of times.
I've learned that the person with the most talent
almost never wins.
-Guys, look.
Kate is displaying emotion.
-Games like this are designed for the talentless to stay in,
so congratulations, guys,
but I'm still Tyson, you're still not.
[intense music playing]
Joel: Coming up next on the season finale
of House of Villains.
Tonight, one of you will be crowned
America's ultimate Supervillain
and win $200,000.
Tom: We're here. -Oh, my gosh.
The exterminators are here.
Ashley: We're back. -All right.
-Where are the rats?
-I'm so happy to be back in the super bed.
-I know. Me too, man.
-This is exactly how I feel coming back into this house.
[laughs]
Joel: This is your final Battle Royale Challenge.
-It's spinning. -Villains,
mount your screws.
-I wanna be in the final three more than ever.
-New York, how you doing?
-I love to screw but not like this.
Joel: Hello, villains,
welcome to your final Hit List Nomination.
[bleep] It's time to share
who you want to nominate for the Hit List.
-I've been getting gangbanged and I am still here.
Drita: If there's one fucking thing I'm gonna say,
then I ain't gonna say nothing,
if I don't win,
I will make sure you lose.
-Oh, my God.
[whispers] Oh, my God.
[suspenseful music playing]