Time's Up (2022)

[bunniefuu]

[electric humming]

[lightbulb breaks]

- This is my nightmare!

[birds calling]

[wind howling]

[footsteps approaching]

[eerie music]

[wind howling]

[eerie music continues]

[g*n shot]

[dramatic music]



[music ends]

- Pine Falls has always had

a dark underbelly.

- Everyone there is an outsider.

The jocks run the show.

- Horton's an as*h*le.

- The smartest thing

my parents ever did

was take me out of that school.

- These kids gotta

learn to fight back.

No one's gonna do that for them.

- Violence begets violence.

- I'm tired of folks

blaming the teachers.

- People always

ignore the problem.

- She is blowing it

out of proportion, okay?

Politically correct or not,

that's the truth.

[eerie music]

- f*cking school board

outsourcing to a third-party.

Yeah, I should have joined

the union when I had a chance.

But who knew that they

would hire a custodial service?

Let me tell you something.

We're both

gonna be out of a job.

- No, just you, man.

- [babbles mockingly]

We don't all have rich

in-laws to fall back on, Roy.

But you know what?

I ain't worried about it.

Between you and me, Roy boy,

I got an ace up my sleeve.

Something real nice.

[distant thud]

The f*ck was that?

[ominous music]

Come on, stupid.

- [Heidi giggles]

- Come on.

- Way to go, slick.

- Whoa! You laughing at me?

[chuckles]

- You shouldn't

have to worry about

getting k*lled in the halls.

And I've seen kids get

slapped right across the face.

And teachers, they just

turn the other cheek.

And why?

Well, I'll tell you why.

It's because there's this

class system at Pine Falls.

And they won't let you

know that, but there is.

People like me or Alex,

we don't fit into

their hierarchy.

And as a result,

no one looks out for us.

- What are you watching?

- [scoffs]

Our local SJW.

- The kid couldn't hack it.

It's nothing to cry about.

- Tell that to

the Twitter-verse.

She's making our school to

be some sort of hell hole.

- Isn't it, though?

Hey! Don't start

something you can't finish.

- Prince Charles over here.

- [sighs]

Does that make you my Kate?

- Wrong prince, doofus.

My mother loves Diana.

I know my sh*t.

- Who the f*ck's Diana?

- Pop quiz.

Where is the Eiffel Tower?

- London.

- [scoffs] You have

a great future in wrestling.

[distant thud]

There is someone in here.

- Let's give 'em a show.

[ominous music]

- [screams]

- [Brendan laughs]

- Yeah, we so had you!

- You had nothing!

And you're getting

nothing by the way.

- Come on.

That was a good one.

Who is this

supposed to be again?

- Father Time.

- Who?

- The old dude.

Passes a new year

after the baby.

- Yeah. Never heard of him.

- What time you got?

- Uh, quarter till nine.

- sh*t! It's that late?

I got places to be.

You have fun, you crazy kids.

Jesus!

Man, you scared

the sh*t out of me!

- What the f*ck

are you doing here?

- No need to get testy.

It was just a prank.

That's all.

- A prank?

Hey, Roy!

Roy!

Where the f*ck are you?

- I'm sure we can work this out.

[ominous music builds]

[thud]

[kisses]

- Shawn, stop.

[ominous music]

I said, "Stop!"

[ominous music continues]

[thud]

[breathes heavily]

No!

Please!

[music ends]

- ... We're on our third hour

here on 106.7, The Pine.

More surprises ahead

as our New Year's Eve

countdown--

[engine stops]

- [sighs]

This was a mistake.

I shouldn't have come tonight.

- Don't be ridiculous.

Jean loves you.

- Even after what I wrote?

- [sighs softly]

Come on.

We can't sit here all night.

[door thuds]

[door thuds]

[wind howling]

- Should auld acquaintance

Be forgot

And never brought to mind?

[toots]

I am so glad

you guys could come!

Come on in.

- Thank you.

- Let's ring in the New Year.

[both laughs]

- Thank you for having us.

- Of course!

- Hey, guys!

We're gonna head out.

- Oh, you're leaving.

- We are. But happy New Year.

Thanks for having us.

- Good to see you.

- I miss you, buddy.

But I'll see you next year.

- Good to see you, man.

- It's always so good

to see you.

- Happy New Year.

- Always a pleasure, Rachel.

Thank you.

- I'm so mad you're leaving.

- Goodnight!

- Are you leaving?

- I know. I'm sorry.

- Okay.

- Gotta get home.

- I'll see you.

- Hey, Tony!

Try the eggnog, man.

It's great.

Listen.

So, I'm sorry to run, man.

But I got grandkids

at home I gotta tuck in.

They've probably torn

half my place apart by now.

So, I gotta get back.

- It was good to see you.

- You have happy New Year, okay?

- All right. You, too.

- Nice to meet you finally.

- Oh, my gosh.

- Thank you.

- You're the best.

Thanks for coming!

- Thank you.

- Bye!

[door thuds]

- Is everybody gonna be

this well-behaved?

- Oh, my gosh.

It's fine. Let's go.

- [chuckles]

- [festive music begins]

- [remote clicks]

- [TV turns off]

- Well, look what

the cat dragged in!

- Did we k*ll the party?

- I don't know.

More booze for us.

- You guys remember Jacqui.

- Oh, yeah.

How's the, uh,

newspaper business?

- Scandalous.

- Can we discuss

the asking price?

- Now?

- Gene, if the house

is going on the market

and I'm going to be the realtor,

I have work to do.

You should lay off of those.

- [gulps]

- Hey!

How about the boss

gets you a g*dd*mn libation?

- Sure.

- Comin' up.

- So, uh, Cliff, how's the

team looking this year?

Oh, thank you, sir.

- You're welcome.

- Yeah. Uh, the team.

Well, we've never had

a good wrestling team.

But that Ryan kid's tough.

So...

- So long as he keeps

his hands off my daughter.

- Your daughter

I would make captain

with her feisty a*s.

- We taught her well.

- Uh, we or you?

- [chuckles]

I can't take credit.

But I will.

[chuckles softly]

- Excuse us, gentlemen.

Girl chat.

- Maybe you'll find

a stunning expos on the porch.

- [chuckles]

- Oh, come on! It was a joke.

It was a f*cking joke!

[chuckling]

[door creaks]

- [sighs deeply]

- I am so glad you could come.

- A decision I'm already

starting to regret.

- [Rachel chuckles]

Oh, come on.

Faculty parties are rife

with passive-aggressiveness.

[laughs]

- [Jacqui chuckles]

So, this year was your turn?

- Yeah. I offered to host.

Might as well

get it out of the way.

Now, if Gene

only knew his grief

was sitting

right next to him inside.

- Am I missing something?

- Oh, yes. Okay.

- [Jacqui giggles]

- So, Gene is the only man

in school oblivious...

oblivious to the fact

that Coach Horton

is bundling his wife

six nights a week.

- [gasps, coughs]

- Shh, shh!

- [gasps, shrieks]

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Are you serious?

- Shh. Yes, yes.

- [gasps]

Bless her heart.

- I managed to

dodge that b*llet.

- Aw.

I wish I could say the same.

[clicks tongue]

But we all make mistakes.

- Hmm, yeah.

- [clicks tongue] But...

- Oh, my God.

- [Jacqui giggles]

- Oh, my God! Congratulations!

- Thank you!

Thank you so much!

- Oh, wow.

- Yeah. I don't know

how Tony afforded it.

- I-- No. Me either.

[chuckles] Wow. Well...

maybe now,

you can get him to wise up.

Who spends years

getting their masters

only to slum it

in public education system?

- Yeah. Well...

he thinks he's

making a difference.

- Hmm.

We all do.

[Jacqui chuckles]

[coughs, inhales sharply]

- Oh, my God.

- [Rachel coughs]

- Oh, my God. I am so sorry.

I totally forgot.

- No. It's fine. It's fine.

[breathes deeply]

- Are you okay?

- Yeah. It's just the weather.

It's okay.

- Yeah, right.

- Let's go face the hordes,

shall we?

- Oh, I don't want to.

- Oh, come on.

You're a big girl. Let's go.

- [Jacqui chuckles]

- I just don't see

the point in it.

Like for instance, last year,

I resolved to make more money.

- That obviously didn't happen.

- And I wanted her

to quit smoking.

- Another thing

that's not gonna happen.

But we could all resolve

to be a bit nicer.

- Ugh! Mother Teresa over here.

- Am I, Cliff? Am I really?

- You sure seem to be.

Oh, I read your article

by the way.

- Oh.

And took none of it to heart.

- What can I say?

You interviewed a girl

hopping a bandwagon?

Makes her feel good

to point out

everything wrong

with the school.

- I gave her a voice.

- Aren't you a saint?

- I just don't think this

is the place to discuss--

- Look.

Take you and me

for example, right?

I gave you a hell

in high school, but...

but you're still.

And you're better off for it.

- You have to take yourself

out of the equation, Cliff,

if that's possible.

- [scoffs softly]

- There's social media now.

A platform that didn't

exist when we were kids.

- Okay.

So, what you're saying is,

if this happened today,

Tony would have

jumped off a bridge, right?

- I'm saying you have

to be sympathetic.

- We always listen.

- And yet look what happened.

- [sighs deeply]

Which is very sad.

But you don't take into account

what's going on at home

with his parents.

I mean, to lay the blame

completely at our feet?

That's not fair.

- I interviewed his parents.

- As did I.

- Then you know

where they lay the blame.

- What I know

is that they're grieving.

If I lost Heidi,

I'd wanna blame someone, too.

It doesn't make it right.

- I'm obviously fighting

a losing battle here.

Rachel?

- I don't know what to say.

- I think what it boils down to

is that we all care.

It's just hard to

figure out the source

of this sort of thing.

- [sighs]

Excuse me.

- What?

What?!

[footsteps approaching]

- I'm not mad at you.

I just shouldn't

have come tonight.

- We shouldn't have

brought it up.

- Well, you can thank

your buddy for that.

- [chuckles softly]

He's not my buddy.

[knocking]

[ominous music]

- [chuckles softly]

- Do you like it?

- I love it.

- [chuckles]

[distant muffled conversations]

What's wrong?

- Nothing.

I... I gotta go.

I told Heidi I'd pick her up

at Shawn's house.

- [sighs] Okay.

- Okay.

- [exhales]

[ominous music]

- Who was that?

- Mystery guest?

- What does that mean?

- It means somebody's

f*ck' with us.

Not really in "f*ck with me"

kind of mood, though.

- Ugh!

- It's kids.

New Year's Eve.

I did the same sh*t.

- You broke into someone's house

a hid a cigarette

in their cherries?

- Hey, bub.

How do I know that wasn't you?

You guys were in here for,

what, five, ten minutes?

- I'm allergic to cherries.

- [Cliff scoffs] Bullshit.

- Yeah. I don't...

I don't get it.

- It's a game.

Like a... a scavenger hunt.

You go... you go there.

Whatever. Find sh*t.

- So, we're supposed to

go to the Marlboro factory.

- I think I know what it means.

[wind howling]

[can rattles]

- What are we looking for?

- Come here.

[wind howling]

[distant fireworks exploding]

- [Cliff scoffs]

What do you think?

- What do I think?

I think that somebody just

defiled our co-worker's yard.

And I wanna know find out

who the little b*stards are.

- All right. All right.

Well...

let's go have a look-see.

- You okay?

- [sniffles] Yeah.

I think I had enough

for one night.

- Yeah. You want me to

ease us out of here?

- Yeah. Would you

make up an excuse?

- Mm-hmm.

- You guys staying behind?

- Yeah. I think

we're gonna head out.

It's been real.

- Poker night next Thursday.

- I'll be there.

[wind howling]

[distant fireworks exploding]

Okay. Where are my keys?

[footsteps depart]

[ominous music]

- [video] Now, read.

- "My name is Shawn Ryan.

I'll soon be dead."

If you wanna save me...

you have until midnight to

follow the clues and find me.

- [sinister chuckle]

- You involve the police,

and I'll be dead.

- Ticktock. Ticktock.

- Jacqui, are you ready to go?

[bell dings]

[footsteps clomping]

- This is turning out

to be one hell of a party,

isn't it?

[chuckles]

- Yeah.

- Hey.

Thanks for having my back there.

- [Rachel coughing]

- Yeah, man.

That's what friends are for.

Besides, Jacqui was

no angel in school.

Don't give me

that woke bullshit.

- [coughs]

- Not much further now, though.

- How do you know?

- [Rachel coughing]

[ominous music]

You guys go ahead without me.

I just need to catch my breath.

[sniffs]

[footsteps departing]

[coughs, inhales sharply]

[footsteps crush snow]

- What the hell is that?

[low tense music]

We should go back.

- Don't be ridiculous.

I'm not scared of

a high school kid.

[ominous music]

- Cliff!

[eerie music]

- Shawn?

- Cliff!

He was with my daughter!

- Shut up.

- Where is Heidi?!

- Shut up!

We're not alone.

[ominous music]

Where are you?

- Right here.

- I can't see you.

- Can you hear me?

- Hey.

Do you mind telling me

what's going on here?

[Rachel screaming]

Who is that?

- Rachel.

[hurried footsteps]

- What do you want?

- Where is my child?

- Everything you'll

need to find the girl

is laid out for you in blood.

Now, dispose off your phones.

- Cliff.

- Let me think.

- Cliff!

- Just let me think first.

- Just get rid of your phone!

- Dammit! It's our only

way of calling for help.

If I throw my phone

in that g*dd*mn hole,

that's it!

[tense music]

- If it were your daughter,

this wouldn't

even be a question.

[tense music continues]

[music ends]

- That was a mistake.

- Fine.

Now, we just gotta find them.

But where?

- [sighs] I know where.

f*ck.

- Karma's a funny thing.

[eerie music]

Good people die all the time,

while bad thrive.

It seems pretty pointless to me.

But they say I'm a kid.

What do I know?

Well, I know one thing.

If we speak up, eventually,

they'll have to listen.

I mean,

at the very least, though.

[sighs]

[thud]

[music ends]

[door creaks open]

[dramatic music]

[music ends]

[hurried footsteps]

- [gasps]

[ominous music]

Is she... dead?

- Yeah.

- [gasps]

Who would do this?

No! No!

- What are you doing, Jacqui?

We gotta call the cops.

- They have Gene's daughter.

We need to find him and Cliff

and if they're all right...

we'll figure out

what to do then.

- This is insane.

[eerie music]

- "Bibliothek" means library.

If we keep going up

in this direction--

- I can't believe this.

Rachel is dead.

This... this is not

going to end well.

- What choice do we have?

- Whoever's doing this

can't be watching them

and us at the same time.

They're bluffing.

- Is that a chance

you're willing to take?

- Yes.

- Not me. I can't.

- It's 10:57.

Time marching on

as our revelers revel outside.

Let's go to the phone,

shall we?

Kevin, you're on the air.

- Hey, yeah, thanks.

Happy New Year.

Uh, with this town

the way it is right now,

I don't see how anyone,

including you,

could be celebrating.

- [scoffs] How do you mean?

- Well, let's see.

Um, we got kids

k*lling themselves,

parents protesting,

a school board totally clueless.

Not to mention, the--

[call disconnects]

- Oops!

Hit the wrong button there.

Sorry you're having such

a rough night, caller.

But this is the opposite

of a no-fun zone.

Pour yourself a Mai Tai

and chillax.

The world hasn't ended yet.

[eerie music]

[music fades out]

- It's 11 o'clock at night, hon.

Obviously,

the place is not open.

[door creaks]

Think about what you're doing,

Jacqui.

If we go in there,

we're playing

right into his hands.

[eerie music]

- [sighs]

Hey.

Look, I'm sorry about today.

I tried my best.

- Another day in paradise.

- Heidi's a b*tch.

We know that.

Have your tried talking

to Mr. Gottlieb yet?

- [scoffs softly]

He's useless.

They all are.

- Well, what comes around,

goes around.

- I wish I could believe that.

- [sighs]

Why don't you

come over tonight?

We could hang out.

- [sighs]

Do you believe in justice?

Not some kind

of cosmic something,

but real justice.

- Not really.

[music ends]

[door thuds]

[sighs]

- What's up?!

Ooh, what's up, baby?

How are you doin'?

- Are you from Tennessee?

You're the only ten I see.

[chuckles]

- Come on, fellas.

Didn't we have to

kick you out of the bar?

- Hey, gentlemen.

- [horn toots]

- You're done. Out.

- That's as*ault.

- Excuse me, sir.

- Happy New Year!

- Move it. Move it.

- [laughs]

- You okay?

- I'm okay.

- Hey, Powell.

What time you got?

- I don't know.

It's a little too late

to be checking out books.

- Yeah.

- All right, listen.

Don't linger.

It's cold as hell out.

Go home.

- Get inside.

You'll catch death.

[footsteps depart]

[door rattles]

Look, it's locked.

- Difficult?

[door closes]

[tense music]

- Someone's in here.

Okay.

I want you to stay right here.

Don't move.

[wind howling]

[tense music builds]

[Elisha screams]

[music fades]

[screams]

- Mr. Gottlieb,

what the hell is going on?

- That's a long story.

I don't think

we're in here alone.

- Yeah, I know.

There's policemen.

- What?

There are cops

around when I need them?

Where are they?

- They're around here somewhere.

- We gotta find them.

- Brendan's dead.

What the hell is going on?

- It's some sort of a lunatic,

playing a game,

like leaving clues...

- Clues?

- Yeah, like some

sort of a hunt.

[eerie music]

Hey!

[eerie music]

What are you doing?

- The day Alex k*lled himself,

he was returning this book.

[paper rustling]

You spoke with him

the day he died.

What did he say?

- You okay?

Listen, I know how you feel.

You may think I don't,

but I do.

I just wish someone had told me

what I'm about to tell you.

High school is not

the end-all, be-all.

And see, these people

who torment you,

years from now,

they'll be fry cooks.

Fellas like us,

we always get the last laugh.

And you wanna know why?

It's because we're

smarter than them.

- But what about--

- Has anyone threatened you?

- No.

- Has there been

a physical altercation?

- Not really.

- Then trust me,

things will get better.

[music ends]

Look,

I'm just a guidance counselor.

I couldn't change

the way the school operated

even if I wanted to.

Now, come on.

We gotta find Jacqui.

[eerie music]

- Don't move.

- Who's that?

- Police. Put your hands up.

- [grunts]

- Hmm?

What are you doing out here?

- We need your help. Please.

We're not doing anything.

- Who's "we"? Who's "we"?

- Just me and Jacqui.

- You listen to me.

You're gonna listen to me,

and you're gonna comply.

You understand?

- Tom,

you have a daughter. Fae.

Parent-teacher conference,

last October.

I was there.

- Tony?

What are you doing down here?

- That is

an extremely long story.

[ominous music]

- [groans]

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- You don't look so good.

- Just a little out of shape.

[sighs]

- It's Kathy's place, right?

- She was raised here.

Uh, her parents

winter in Florida.

How did you know?

- Stand back. Watch my six.

- I don't get it.

- I do.

[ominous music]

[whistle blows]

- [groans]

I can't wrestle.

- Bullshit.

"Can't" is what your mind

is telling you. Get up.

- f*ck.

f*ck!

- Listen,

you're not gonna

understand this now,

but I'm trying to help you,

man.

All right?

You lack confidence,

no k*ller instinct.

Don't worry.

We're gonna fix it.

Again.

Again!

- [groans]

- Come on, man. Again!

- [groans]

- Stop wasting my time, man!

Again!

Get mad, do something!

Again!

Oh, boy.

- [clicks tongue]

Some guys never learn.

You will, though.

You're mine, Gilbert.

Every day, every class,

until you get it in your head

that there is one rule in life,

and that is to

destroy your enemy.

Now, get the f*ck off my mat.

- [coughs, pants]

- It's that kid. Alex.

This whole thing's about him.

[sighs]

Just stay here.

[music ends]

[door squeaks]

I thought I told you

to stay outside.

- It's f*cking cold out there.

[door slams]

- Not long now,

the New Year approaches.

Which one of you will

be here when the ball drops?

- Where are you?

- What you should be asking

yourselves is who am I with?

Only one of you is

going to walk away from this.

But who will it be?

The husband or the boyfriend?

- Cliff?

Cliff!

What is he talking about?

[tense music]

- Hello, Coach.

This match isn't over yet.

We still have one more round.

- [whimpers]

- Kat!

- [sobs]

- He's trying to... [sniffs]

...turn us against one another.

- What are you talking about?

- Look. There's both of us here.

Let's just get in there

and rush this m*therf*cker.

- Why would he say that?

- Would you please

for Christ's sakes--

- Are you f*cking my wife?

- Look...

this is not the time for this,

okay?

Let's not do this now,

all right?

[tense music]

- Think, Gene.

You know the truth.

[clink]

- The hell you doing?

[tense music continues]

Would you think

about your daughter

for Christ's sakes?

- [clang]

- f*ck.

Are you out

of your f*cking mind?

- Aren't we all?

- How do I know

you're not behind all this?

- Because I'm standing here.

- I had you over my house.

I thought you were my friend.

- f*ck!

Look,

we all are friends, okay?

We are.

We're all gonna be dead at once

if we don't get together

on this, okay?

Please!

[groans] f*ck!

f*ck!

[clang]

- [thud]

- [grunts] Ah, f*ck!

- Why don't you

come out of there, okay?

Why don't you

come out of there,

and... and we'll

take care of this together,

just you and me, all right?

I'm the one you want, right?

Enough. Enough!

[bat clangs]

There.

Can we please deal with this?

Please?

[panting]

- [groans]

I think you may

have to go alone.

- Why?

- 'Cause I can't feel my arm.

- Time's up.

[tense music]

[thud]

[retches]

[somber music]

- [sobs]

- [whimpers, breathes shakily]

- [sniffles]

[clears throat]

Where's your medicine?

- [groans]

Right jacket pocket.

[groans]

- [chuckles softly]

- Cliff.

St... [whimpers]

- [sniffles, breathes deeply]

[bat clangs]

[pensive music]

- The library's closed.

- This is going to

be difficult to explain,

but I'll give it a shot.

- I'm all ears.

- [gasps]

- [grunts]

[ominous music]

[hurried footsteps]

[pants]

- Tony!

Check her.

- Oh, God.

- [sighs]

Call for help.

Tell them there's

an officer down.

- What are you gonna do--

- Call for help, Tony!

[radio beeps]

- Hello.

[radio beeps] Hello!

[static buzzing]

Goddammit!

[grunts]

[breathes shakily]

[ominous music]

- Hey, Jacqui.

All the world's a stage.

[eerie music builds]

- [Jacqui screams, grunts]

[tense music]

- [screams]

- It's okay. It's me. It's me.

- [panting]

- Hey. Are you all right?

- What are you doing here?

- That's a hell of

a good question.

- All right, listen.

We can catch up

when we're away

from this f*cking place.

Are there any objections

now to calling the police?

- [pants]

I think I know where to go.

[pants]

[eerie music]

[footsteps clomping]

[door rattles]

- Well, that's that.

- Well, this has to be it.

It's what he said.

- [sighs]

- You can try this.

[lock clicks]

[door thuds]

[tense music]

- What now?

- But our love,

it was stronger by far

than the love of those

who are older than we.

Of many far wiser than we.

And neither the angels

in heaven above,

nor the demons

down under the sea

could ever dissever my soul

from the soul

of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

- Okay. Thoughts? Comments?

Yes.

- I mean, I thought it was cool.

- Explain.

- Well, it was sad,

but not stupid.

- Yes.

- I didn't get it.

- What didn't you get?

- So, there's a girl

and you're depressed.

I understood that part.

But the way you were talking

and rhyming,

was that a poem?

- It's called Annabel Lee.

- I don't know who that is.

- [scoffs] You've never

heard of Edgar Allan Poe?

- I don't like him.

- Why not?

- Didn't he k*ll himself?

It's no wonder

if he wrote sh*t like that.

- [scoffs]

She prefers the monosyllabic.

- I've never had mono.

- [laughs mockingly]

- Hey, let's keep this civil.

Let's focus on pros

and cons, please.

- Suck-a*s.

- Skank.

- Loser.

- Syphilitic hose-beast.

- Enough!

Alex, I thought it was great.

It was creative and unusual.

It's what I've come to

expect from you.

[music ends]

- This was our

last class together.

But I came to see you,

and then he...

- Who would do this?

Why?

- Someone obviously blames us.

Why else would they

go through all the trouble?

- Well, Elisha

didn't do anything.

Neither did I.

Neither did you for that matter.

- Well, maybe

we're not the targets.

- I sure feel like a target.

- Trying to rationalize

the motives of a madman

is about as pointless

as trying to make sense

of some kid's death.

- Alex wasn't just some kid.

- You know what I mean.

[distant thud]

[eerie music builds]

Stay here.

I'll be right back.

[distant fireworks cracking]

[indistinct chatter]

[eerie music]

[distant fireworks cracking]

[distant fireworks exploding]

[eerie music]

- [pants]

- [distant fireworks exploding]

- What are you doing here?

- I thought you went home.

- I thought you were dead.

- [chuckles]

- Where's Gene.

[music ends]

- He didn't make it.

- There's someone

in here with us.

- Yeah, who is us?

- It's me, Jacqui, and Elisha.

- The winder?

- All right, devil's advocate.

Who do we absolutely know

is not the k*ller?

- Tony, you, and me, right?

- It's gonna be hard

convincing Cliff of that.

- I don't care what he thinks.

- What about the Gilberts?

- They moved away.

And do you really see Jim

or Patty murdering anyone?

- Not really.

- Yeah.

- What's the one thing

we're leaving

out of this equation?

- You tell me.

- Alex himself.

- No. Can't be.

I saw him in his coffin.

- Right.

Well, something doesn't fit.

- I think he had a girlfriend.

- Who?

- I don't know.

He wouldn't tell me.

He said it was a secret.

[distant thud]

[tense music builds]

- There's no one there.

- [thud]

- [grunts]

- Give me your hand.

[dramatic music]

[Elisha screaming]

- [groans]

Cliff?

[pants]

Where's Tony?

- Son-of-a-b*tch clocked him.

Where did he go.

- Not wise.

Especially if you

wanna see Elisha again.

- What did you do to her?!

- sh**t the m*therf*cker!

- k*ll me,

and you'll never know.

- Think about what you're

doing here, please. Okay?

This is your crazy friend's

way of punishing us

or whatever the f*ck

she thinks we did to Alex.

And personally,

I don't intend to die tonight.

Jesus Christ,

give me the g*n I'll--

- Stay back.

- Hey, look.

For all I know,

you're one of them.

- If I were working with them,

you'd be dead by now.

- Yeah. Well, I'm not the one

threatening to sh**t

an innocent man.

- Just let me think!

[bat clangs]

- Think about this.

I could have bashed

your brains in

three times by now,

but I didn't.

For all I know,

you snapped after you wrote

that article, all right?

You orchestrated

this whole thing.

And Tony's in on it with you.

Maybe you all ganged up on me.

Huh?

I'm the as*h*le, right?

I'm the bad guy, right?

The bully?

I mean,

if that's what we're doing here,

then just f*cking sh**t me

and finish it!

- This is entertaining.

Perhaps I should--

[g*n shot]

[music fades]

- [sighs]

I'm sick of playing games.

Can we call the cops now?

[tense music]

- Elisha.

[tape rips]

[gasps]

- Tony!

- [groans]

- [hurried footsteps]

- Oh, my God. Tony.

[sobs]

Oh, my God, baby.

Oh, my God.

[sobs]

- [hurried footsteps]

- [grunts]

[ominous music]

[knife clicks]

[pants]

[tense music builds]

- [chokes]

- Give me one reason

why I shouldn't

strangle your a*s.

- You're the one

who wanted to sh**t me.

- That's because

I thought you were in on it.

How do I know you're not?

- Destroy your enemy, right?

[pants]

[door thuds]

[pants]

Thank God.

You gotta get me out of here.

[pants]

[distant door thuds]

[ominous music builds]

[eerie music]

[brakes squeak]

- [pants]

[ominous music]

[door thuds]

[thud]

- [g*n shot]

- [grunts]

[wrench clangs]

[pants]

[light piano music]

- Surprised?

- I saw you die.

- What you saw was

a woman with no pulse.

I like you, Jacqui.

You stood up for what was right.

You never ignored the problem

or contributed to it.

Cliff will be here soon.

Just in time for

a New Year's slash.

[chuckles]

This is gonna be a great

article for your paper.

A survivor's first-hand account

of the New Year's Eve

of destruction.

[chuckles]

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I'll leave the titles to you.

What about an exclusive?

A round table

with the four survivors.

You, me, Elisha--

- Elisha? She was in on this?

- No.

Actually, I didn't expect

for her to be there,

but good thing

Tony's a lousy shot.

- [sniffles, sobs]

You k*lled my fianc.

Why?

- Sorry, Jacqui.

- Which should we choose?

And don't pretend the prospect

of axing Cliff is not tempting.

- You said four survivors?

What about Heidi?

- Would she have gotten away

with half the sh*t

that she pulled

if her daddy

wasn't the principal?

- [sniffles, pants]

- You have no idea

how disappointed I am.

- [sobs]

Same here.

[g*n clicks]

[g*n clicking]

- I should have known.

You were too good.

And goodness gets you

nowhere in this world.

- [Jacqui groans]

[ominous music]

[thud]

[music ends]

[tense music builds]

[fireworks exploding]

[fireworks whistling]

[fireworks exploding]

[eerie music]

- Is this your place?

- Yeah, it sure is. Come on.

[door thuds]

- We need to call the police.

- We can't do that here.

No landline.

But if you hold down the fort,

I'll go get 'em.

- [footsteps depart]

- [floor creaks]

- Miss Harper?

- Rachel.

- Be careful.

[door thuds]

[ominous music]

[screams]

[ominous music]

- Oh. Alex, um, I am flattered,

but I'm your teacher

and you're my student.

- But I thought you loved me.

- I never said that.

This is just

a fantasy you've created.

It's... it's because

I'm a loser, right?

- No!

No, you're not a loser at all,

Alex. But I--

- I thought you were different.

I'm sorry.

[sobs] Just leave me alone.

- Alex--

- Please, just leave me alone.

"To Mom and Dad,

"I'm sorry

I couldn't be a better son.

"The kind that you wanted.

"I'm just sick of being sad.

"Being weak.

"Being lost.

"Coach Horton said

to destroy my enemy.

"Well...

I think that's what I'm doing."

[tense music builds]

[distant thud]

[crack]

[ominous music]

- I never meant for you

to find out like this.

I wanted to ease you into it.

But now, you know.

[spike clinks]

[thud]

I do not blame you

for being scared.

That said,

we have an opportunity

to get the world's attention.

They'd never listen

to you alone.

Words are empty.

Actions count.

And when the dust settles,

everyone will pay

attention to us.

They tried to

suppress the truth.

I was there! I saw it.

[ominous music builds]

- [TV] Do you think

the school's at fault?

- I wouldn't blame them

entirely for it,

but they probably

could have done more.

- I mean, absolutely.

My... my son goes there.

It's a [bleeped] show!

- Yeah. I've heard a lot

of things about Pine Falls,

but, uh,

not many of them are good.

[TV clicks off]

- We've just

experienced a tragedy

unlike anything

we've ever dealt with before.

We gotta suture this wound.

I can't tell you guys

what to do.

But as a staff,

as a faculty...

as a family...

I strongly suggest

you keep this to yourselves.

- [scoffs]

Yeah, whatever.

It's fine by me.

Tony's the one who's

gotta keep his woman in check.

- That's easier said than done.

[clock ticking]

- Rachel?

- Whatever you think is best.

[dramatic music]

You of all people

should understand

what tonight represents.

We are fighting back

on behalf of the marginalized.

- I never wanted this.

- [tuts]

- Sometimes, you gotta do

what you gotta do.

When was the last time

anyone listen to a victim?

[ominous music]

K*llers become famous.

And with that fame,

the world lends an ear.

- What do you want from me?

- Your companionship.

I need a partner.

A real partner.

Cliff would have k*lled you.

Not me.

I wanna save you.

But I also need your trust.

And to trust you,

your hands

have to be as bloody as mine.

- [ominous music]

- [pants]

You little f*cking sh*t.

- Don't ask me about motives.

Rachel, she has her little trip.

Me, I don't give

a f*ck about Alex.

It's you I want.

- [sniffs]

- [grunts]

- What do you want me to do?

- Cliff will be here soon.

Just be yourself.

[ominous music]

[Elisha gasps]

- Et three, Judas?

- I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking you're right.

The girl with the big mouth.

The one who couldn't

just shut up and take it

somehow orchestrated

all of this.

- Well, now,

that did cross my mind.

- My mistake with thinking

that I could change

people's minds.

An as*h*le will never

admit they're wrong.

But, hey, I'm young.

You can't fault me

from being naive.

- Yeah. Where is this going?

- I couldn't have done this,

Cliff.

Or do you prefer Coach Horton?

- [scoffs]

Uh, at this point,

I don't give a f*ck

what you call me

as long as you--

[groans]

[grunts]

- This is it. End of the road.

[knife schwings]

[hurried footsteps]

What are you waiting for?

Guys like him are

why things like this happen.

He's always gonna think

he's better than us.

Remember what you said?

"Assholes never admit

they're wrong."

- I can admit it.

In fact, I know it.

- Sure. Now that your

a*s is on the line,

he's gonna say

what you wanna hear.

You give him half a chance,

he'll go right back to

they way that he was.

- You can't solve

violence with violence.

- You tell him that.

- [scoffs]

I never k*lled anyone

that didn't deserve it.

- No.

You just made them

k*ll themselves.

[knife clicks]

- Tell that to Jacqui.

[knife slices]

[thuds]

- Wrong choice.

- But right idea.

Are you all right?

- Where...

[clears throat]

Where are the keys...

to the car?

[tense music builds]

[keys jingle]

You're gonna have to drive

'cause my leg is f*cked.

- You sure you can trust me?

- [chuckles]

Yeah, yeah.

I'm pretty sure now.

Listen, you know

I wasn't lying, right?

- About what?

[screams]

- [groans]

[dramatic music]

[thud]

[crack]

[groans]

[tense music builds]

- [pants]

[thud]

[grunts]

[chokes]

- [breathes heavily]

- [pants]

- [gasping]

[dramatic music]

[thud]

- [pants]

[light piano music]

[gasps]

[pants]

[engine starting]

- [radio] This just in.

Two bodies have been

found at the library.

Foul play is suspected.

Just another day in the Falls,

and yet it serves as

a reminder that life goes on,

until it doesn't.

In the meantime,

take a listen to this.

- [group] Ten, nine,

eight, seven, six,

five, four, three, two, one.

Happy New Year!

[tense music builds]

[tense music]

[ominous piano music]