(GRAND ORCHESTRAL FANFARE PLAYING)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
Can I get a pack of Morleys?
?Cigarillos? ?Comprende?
S?, s?.
(PHONE RINGING)
(CLERK SPEAKS SPANISH)
Yeah.
(CLERK SPEAKING SPANISH)
(DEMONIC VOICE): Truth or dare, Giselle?
(CRYING): Please.
Please, I don't want to play anymore. Please.
- Truth... or... dare? - (GISELLE GASPS)
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(GASPS)
Oh, no! No!
I'm sorry. I don't have a choice.
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
OLIVIA: You do have a choice.
And I can honestly say the pure joy you will feel
from literally building someone's home,
it will stay with you for the rest of your life.
Unlike all the nights you won't remember
and the hangovers you're really gonna want to forget.
So, for a spring break alternative
that is really good for the soul,
please consider Habitat for Humanity.
Okay.
Hey.
Hi.
So, I've been doing some thinking, and I forgive you.
- For what? - For saying you can't come on spring break.
I know you didn't mean it.
- Markie. - Yeah?
I love you so much, you know that.
But I can't. I already signed up for Habitat.
- I know. - Yeah. I'm a trip leader.
You know what, I know, I know. It's just...
this is our last spring break, ever.
And the thought of doing that without my best friend...
that breaks my heart.
Since high school, you and I haven't spent more than a week
away from each other.
This is our last chance to have some fun
before life tears us apart.
I mean, when you put it that way...
- Yeah. - No. Still can't.
Okay. Olivia, what ever happened to
"between you and the world, I choose you"?
- I still mean that. - Do you?
Yes, most of the time. This just...
you know, isn't one of those times.
Okay. All right. You know, I really didn't want
to have to do this, but you've left me no other choice.
I un-signed you up.
- You what? - Yeah.
I told Habitat you got shingles.
Which is kind of funny, 'cause roofs have shingles...
Markie, that is so...
- Brilliant. - Thank you.
Okay, if you come with us for this one week
of spring break debauchery, we will all build houses with you
for two weeks over the summer.
- We said one week. - We said two.
It'll help with your med school applications.
- Like I need the help. - He's in.
Full 14 days.
MARKIE: So what's it gonna be, Liv?
I mean, your feeble set of hands for one week,
or all of ours for two?
I mean, you're really just being selfish
if you don't come with us.
(SIGHS)
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- Oh, my God. - (TYSON GROANS)
- (LAUGHS) - What did you put in here?
Shoes.
- It worked? - OLIVIA: Well, that depends.
Are you really gonna help me build houses this summer?
You had me at "boys with tools."
And Markie's nothing if not persistent.
Yep, that is her most annoying quality.
Glad you're with us, Girl Scout.
Well, you know we've always been a package deal.
Oh, yeah. I'm well aware of that.
- Are you? - Yeah. I'm okay with it.
LUCAS: Mm.
- You ready? - So ready.
- Okay, let's go. - Let's do it.
(LUCAS SIGHS)
- Do we have everything? - Yeah.
Now we do.
- Ow, ow! Spring break, bitches! - (ENGINE STARTS)
- (WHOOPING, LAUGHING) - LUCAS: That's right, bitches!
("NO VOY A REGRESAR" BY CECI BASTIDA PLAYING)
- (SHOUTING, WHOOPING) - (CAMERA CLICKS)
BRAD: ?Viva la Mexico!
LUCAS: There it is!
We're in Mexico.
- Yay! - Rosarito! Spring break! - Spring break!
Who's ready for some cervezas?
- Margaritas. - Actually, this is, like, our fourth. - (GROANS)
I love you.
- I love you. - LUCAS: Such a babe.
- My God. - OLIVIA: What about me?
Mexico!
Tyson... is about to run into the water
and get eaten by a shark.
- PENELOPE: Spring break! - LUCAS: Beer run. Let's go!
- We're not drunk yet. - (SINGING)
Are you straight? Are you straight? Are you straight?
All poles, no holes.
You know that.
- Get a room. - Lonely souls here at the bar.
- Drink. Drink. - MARKIE: Oh.
Sand dollar! Lucky charm.
- Sober friend right here. - Huh? Not!
? ?
(GROWLING)
There, there. Yeah! (LAUGHS): Oh, shit! Oh, my...
- (LAUGHING) - MARKIE: I love it. - LUCAS: Nice!
(CAMERA CLICKING RAPIDLY)
Mwah! Whoo!
If you guys watch this later,
- I love you, Markie. - Soul brothers. (GROWLS)
Love you, Liv.
- Love you, Pen. Love you, Brad. I love you, Ty. - Yes, we are...
Let's leave these losers behind. Let's go.
No, I just want to go to one more bar.
- ?Ol?! - ?Ol?!
Oh, I want to lay you.
Let's go back to the hotel. Come on.
(PENELOPE LAUGHS)
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MAN: ?Uno! ?Dos!
?Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!
- (LIVELY DANCE MUSIC PLAYING) - (CROWD CHEERING)
(CHUCKLES): Wow.
They are really going for it.
Well, if you can't beat 'em...
- Oh-hoo-hoo. - Mm-hmm. - Just like that?
? ?
Okay. Tell me what's going on.
Uh, last night in Mexico, and...
and we're the only two losers not dancing.
Mm. If you can call that dancing.
Definitely not.
Is that for your YouTube channel?
No. No.
YouTube's for my volunteer stuff,
and Snapchats are just for fun.
Um, I'm gonna go to the se?oritas'.
- I'll be right back. - Okay. (CLEARS THROAT)
Come on, come on.
Hey, I thought you were done with this shit.
- You're moving in with Lucas, to D.C., remember? - Yeah. Yeah.
- What... what are you doing? - I'm-I'm sorry.
I'm so stupid. I'm just... (BREATHES DEEPLY)
I'm just drunk, okay?
You're seriously the best friend ever.
Okay. (SNIFFLES)
- You're good? - Yeah.
Look who I found trying and failing to salsa.
LUCAS: Cool.
- I wasn't that bad. - Hey.
- I missed you.
- Welcome back.
MARKIE: I missed you, too.
LUCAS: So you weren't doing too well with the salsa, huh?
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(LUCAS LAUGHS)
(OLIVIA SIGHS)
- Olivia! What? - Ronnie?
Hi. What are you doing here?
Oh, I'm just skiing. What do you think I'm doing here?
I'm getting my spring break on. Do you want to join me?
(CHUCKLES) No. Thanks.
Hey, where's Markie? Maybe we could do, like,
- you know, a little m?nage ? trois? - You know what?
She's actually with her boyfriend, Lucas.
What about, like, a m?nage ? dos?
CARTER: Not happening, pal.
Oh, yeah? Is there a problem, pal?
No.
I'm just surprised she hasn't punched you in the face yet.
- Guess she's nicer than I am. - Oh, yeah?
How about I punch you in the face? Huh?
Wouldn't be the worst thing
that's happened to me this week.
Okay, Ronnie, calm down.
Seriously, you got to let it go.
All right? I saw Delta Phi in the back. They're doing shots.
So you should really go check it out.
I can't say no to shots. Everyone knows that.
That's why I'm gonna leave, not 'cause of what you said.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
You think I'm too nice?
It's a good thing.
Except when dealing with guys at bars, so...
Feel free to tell me to piss off.
Maybe I just like being nice.
Can I give it a shot?
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
- I'm Carter. - Olivia.
Buy you a drink?
Yeah.
Another beer,
and... a margarita for the lady.
(PEOPLE CHATTERING IN SPANISH)
(MARIACHI MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE)
Come on!
There's got to be an all-night bar around here somewhere.
We still have that tequila back in the room.
But it's our last night in Mexico.
I don't want to go back to the room.
I know a place we can go.
- I'm... I'm sorry, who are you? - (CHUCKLES)
- Uh, it's a bit of a hike, but it's worth it. - Hmm.
Or you can just tell me to piss off.
MARKIE: I think, uh...
think the hotel room sounds pretty good, yeah.
- BRAD: Yeah. - Oh, come on, it's our final spring break.
Before life tears us apart.
Right.
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CARTER: We're almost there.
BRAD: I should have worn my hiking shoes.
MARKIE: Um... okay.
BRAD: Should I lay down some bread crumbs?
OLIVIA: Wait, guys, be careful.
Wonder what that means. How's your Spanish, Brad? Ow.
Come on, guys, let's go.
(DOOR CREAKING)
Wow. This place is interesting.
(CHUCKLES)
- Kind of terrifying. - Uh...
There's nothing to be afraid of.
Promise.
BRAD: Uh, yeah, this is way better than a club.
Hey. You okay?
Uh, yeah. Yeah.
- Just a little tired. - Yeah. We won't stay long.
PENELOPE: Where's the tequila?
Hope you've had your tetanus shot.
I got to piss.
(POP SONG PLAYING QUIETLY)
- Nice. Thank you. - Cool, cool. Thanks, man.
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- Oh! - (FLIES BUZZING)
Ugh.
? ?
- (GASPS) - Oh! Yo! Chill out, O-dog, it's just me.
Ronnie, did you follow me here?
You can't keep Ron-Ron from a party.
(SIGHS)
What the hell? (SNIFFS)
This smells horrible. What is... what...
(POP SONG PLAYING QUIETLY)
RONNIE: Yo, beer me, bro.
Oh, great, Ronnie's here.
Sure thing, bro.
Um, you know, we got to
- get up early, so... - Yeah. - Yeah. - Yes.
- Yeah, yeah. - CARTER: You guys just got here.
- You can't leave now. - Yeah. What's the rush?
Um...
Yeah, let's, uh, let's play a game or something.
Oh, yeah, like spin the bottle.
- And on that note, let's, uh... - I was thinking Truth or Dare.
What, this a seventh grade sleepover, or...?
I know it's a kids' game, but, I mean, if you play it right,
it's a chance to expose your friends' deepest secrets,
and... make them do things they don't want to.
That actually does sound kind of interesting.
Uh...
Great. We're in.
Okay, everybody, get behind me.
- And... one, two, three. - Smile. - Queso.
- Yo, will you tag me in that? Your boy. - (BRAD GROANS)
Glad you're with us, Ronnie.
(CHUCKLING, GROANING)
(SIGHS) Well?
Olivia, truth or dare?
- MARKIE: Whoo! - Hmm.
- Truth. - Lame.
Um... aliens.
They land right now and they give you a choice.
They kill everyone in this room,
and then leave peacefully, or...
they kill the entire population of Mexico,
but we escape unscathed.
Choose.
What kind of ridiculous question is that?
- It's a moral dilemma. - I don't have morals.
- Of course you don't. - Okay, well, obviously,
- she's choosing us. - Sorry, guys.
- What? - (GASPS) You're gonna let aliens kill us?
I love you, but millions of people? Come on.
You have to tell the truth.
- I am. It's the only right answer. - MARKIE: Eh, whatever.
Well, I'm bored of this already,
so let's get this party started.
- You brought us here. - TYSON: Ooh. (CHUCKLES)
Yo, I know how to amp this up a little bit.
- Why don't we get, like, a little girl-on-girl going? - No.
- Ronnie. Truth or dare? - I'd watch that.
Dare. Duh.
I dare you to give Tyson a lap dance for 30 seconds.
- No way. No. I won't do it. - Yes. - Yep.
Once you're asked, you're in. That's the rules.
No, there's, like, three chicks here. You couldn't dare...?
- Come on. - Ronnie. - Yo, this sucks.
- Get over here. - So wack!
- BRAD: There you go. - Get it.
- Yo, no tips, no touching, bro. - Just do it.
- Don't make this a thing. - TYSON: Hold this.
- Don't make this weird. - This is gonna be the longest
30 seconds of my life. Let's go. Come on.
- (WHOOPS) Take it off! - All right!
(CHEERING, LAUGHTER)
- Oh, my God! - Oh! Oh!
He's done this before.
MARKIE: Ooh, I think he kind of likes this.
TYSON: We got a real pro here.
- Look at that technique. - (WHOOPING)
- (LAUGHS) - (CHANTING): Ronnie!
- Ronnie! Ronnie! - He's done this before.
Look at that.
- Make it rain pesos! - I don't want your pesos!
TYSON (CHUCKLES): Aw. Cheer up.
(LAUGHTER)
- Weird. - MARKIE: Okay.
All right, Lucas, truth or dare?
(RUNNING STEPS APPROACHING)
- LUCAS: Okay, who's ready? - (WHOOPING, GROANING)
(LAUGHTER)
- Whoo-hoo! - Yeah!
(LAUGHTER)
Okay, guys, I promise you, it's just because it's cold in here.
- BRAD: I have no judgment. - RONNIE: Scarred for life.
- (LAUGHTER) - Hold your applause, please.
Thank you.
Quite the show.
- Thank you. - (MARKIE LAUGHS)
Okay, Markie's turn.
I got this one. Truth or dare?
Uh, truth.
Are you aware that Olivia is in love with your boyfriend?
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
- No, she's not. - Come on, it's so obvious.
- Will you stop being such an asshole? - Just being truthful.
- Hey, Tyson, shut up! - Don't tell me to shut up.
- What the hell is wrong with you? - Dude, we're all here
because she's trying to make you jealous, like, clearly.
Why are you always starting shit, dude?!
- Somebody tell the truth, that would be great. - Just stop it
with the agro-posturing and just get to my turn, please.
- PENELOPE: Brad, truth or dare? - BRAD: Yes. Truth.
If you had to make out with anyone here, who would it be?
It's okay if you're bi-curious.
Scruffy boy over there.
- (GROANS) Come on! - I'm flattered.
Tyson. Truth or dare?
- Dare. - I dare you to stop
selling forged prescriptions to freshmen.
- RONNIE: Oh, shit. - Olivia.
Always with the moral high ground.
Fine. I make more money off upperclassmen anyway.
(SIGHS): Oh, my God.
Uh, Penelope. Truth or dare?
- Dare. - Make out with Olivia.
- Ronnie! - Why not? Just try... It c-could be fun.
- Just... - Didn't see that one coming.
TYSON: It's okay, Liv, just close your eyes
- and pretend it's Lucas. - You know what?
Wow. Maybe I'm bi-curious.
Tight.
It's tight.
Carter. You're up.
Truth or dare?
Uh, truth.
What are your intentions with our sweet Olivia?
I needed to find someone with friends
that I could trick into coming here.
I could tell Olivia was a pushover,
which made her an easy target.
I brought you all up here to play this game
because...
I'm okay with strangers dying if it means I get to live.
Uh... (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
I'm sorry, but you should've told me to piss off.
Wait, what's up?
What the hell?
Look, I know, it sounds insane, but the game is real.
Once you're asked, you're in.
Okay? Wherever you go, whatever you do,
it'll find you. Hey, don't, don't.
Tell the truth or you die. Do the dare or you die.
Refuse to play and...
Just... just-just follow the rules.
(DOOR CREAKING)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Guys?
You okay?
Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Guy's a jerk.
Want to get out of here?
Yeah. Great way to end the trip, Liv.
BRAD: Yeah, I didn't like that guy anyways.
Come on, we can go sleep in.
MAN: Hey, man, see you in class.
WOMAN: Coffee later.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHING)
CHANG: Make sure you make it home next weekend, son.
Gotcha.
Hi.
Hey.
All good with Officer Dad?
Oh, absolutely.
Now that he thinks I spent my last week
belly-bumping my nonexistent girlfriend in wine country.
Well, your Canadian lady, she really does like a good Merlot.
Uh, her name is Kimberly,
- and her palate is quite refined, thank you. - Oh.
Sorry. My apologies to Canadian Kim.
Remind why I didn't go to school thousands of miles away
from my overbearing and homophobic father.
- Because you never say no to him. - Hmm.
And you never would've met me.
Are you sure you don't want to be my beard?
- 'Cause I really want to ghost Kimberly. - (LAUGHS)
Yeah, I doubt that would solve either of our problems.
- How is Markie? - I don't know.
Haven't talked to her much since we've been back.
Don't worry about us. We're friends for life.
- Bye. - See ya.
- WOMAN: Hi, Olivia. - Hey.
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(MEN SNICKERING)
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- Here you go. - God bless you.
Hey. We made mojitos!
Study party?
- Yeah, maybe later. - Oh, okay.
- (PENELOPE CLEARS THROAT) - Olivia,
um, Pen was saying that I was
a bit of dick in Mexico, so... here's a little something
- to make it up to you. - A prescription?
- What? You're not a freshman. - Yeah, you're not a doctor.
That's... not what my lucky pen says.
(SIGHS)
I thought I was your lucky Pen.
Oh, baby, but you are my lucky Penelope.
- Oh, my lucky Pen! Oh! Oh! - (LAUGHS): Tyson! Tyson!
(SCREAMING PLAYFULLY)
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(FOOTSTEPS DEPARTING)
(DOOR CLOSES IN DISTANCE)
Roy Cameron, 45 years old, attempts to make dinner.
Take one.
A little faith, please.
Nobody makes a steak like your old man.
Uh, Dad, I'm pescatarian now.
Right. And that's why I meant to say...
- swordfish steaks! Boom! - (LAUGHS)
- God, you are such a dork. - But you still love me, right?
- (MOUTHING WITH VIDEO) - Yeah, yeah, I still love you.
ROY: Good.
(VIDEO STOPS)
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(LAPTOP CHIMES)
(DOOR CLATTERS)
- Sorry. - Hi.
Come bearing gifts.
Penelope said you didn't want one.
I know you better than that.
Yeah, you're right. Probably could use a drink.
So, I know things have been...
a little Bette and Joan between us
since Mexico, but... awkwardness stops here.
Okay? And since my dad took his life,
y-you've been my only family.
The one person I can really trust.
So I'm not gonna let a stupid comment by Tyson,
of all people, change that.
Markie, I promise you,
I do not have feelings for your boyfriend.
He's like a brother to me, okay?
Okay. Yeah.
Between you and the world, I choose you.
And I choose you.
- Mm. Oh, my gosh. - (CLEARS THROAT)
- That is... - Wow.
- ...very strong. - Yeah.
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RONNIE: Think about your mom, and, like,
it just happens sometimes...
Hey, asshole.
Do you think that's funny?
Think what's funny?
I-I don't get it.
My desk and the flyer were harmless,
but it's gonna cost me a lot of money to fix my car.
Okay, I am so lost right now. What are you talking about?
You keyed "truth or dare" into my car door.
There's nothing on your car.
Except your idea of a lame joke.
Okay, you're a little crazy. But you know what?
I actually happen to like crazy.
Do you want to maybe get a drink sometime?
Will you just leave me alone? Okay?
Is that a no?
(WOMEN LAUGHING)
Hey, Sarah, have you seen Markie?
In the library.
Hey, Olivia.
(DISTORTED): Truth or dare?
What did you say?
(DISTORTED): Truth or dare?
Truth or dare? Truth or dare?
(CHANTING): Truth or dare? Truth or dare?
(CHANTING LOUDER): Truth or dare? Truth or dare?
Truth or dare? Truth or dare?
- Truth or dare? Truth or dare? - Truth! Stop!
ALL: What secret does your best friend make you hide?
Markie's constantly cheating on Lucas!
(PEOPLE WHISPERING)
That true?
Markie...
(SOFTLY): Luke.
Lucas.
- Wait. - Markie, I don't know what's going on.
He's like a brother to you?
No, I'm serious. I'm seeing things.
Touch me again, and I'll break that hand.
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
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(LAUGHING)
- That's insane. - Seriously.
Yo. 'Sup? You want to play?
You look like a girl who's good with balls.
Please do not talk to me.
No, look, uh, just one game.
- Like, I just want to show you my pool cue. - Okay.
And by "pool cue," I mean penis.
I'm referring to my penis. Maybe we could have sex.
You know, see what happens.
(DISTORTED): Truth or dare, Ronnie?
What, did Olivia put you up to this?
Truth... or dare?
Uh, creepy... and sexy.
Let's do it. Dare.
Get on the table and show everyone your pool cue.
I knew it. Okay. All right.
Hello, friends and neighbors!
This fine young lady here has asked me
to play a little game of Truth or Dare with her,
and like a real gentleman, I chose dare!
- Go, Ronnie! - Whoo!
Anyway, now I will do you all the honor
of showing you my business.
WOMAN: Seen it before! Not impressed!
- OTHERS: Oh! - (LAUGHTER)
- Who is that, Beth? - No, but Beth said it was tiny, too.
(LAUGHTER, WHOOPING)
No, uh, Beth would never say that!
Okay, you know what, screw this, I'm not...
- Oh, man. - Oh, my.
Whoa, careful! Dude. Hey, watch the pool cue, man.
(DISTORTED): Thank you.
- Yeah. - Whoa.
- (NECK CRACKS) - (GASPING, SCREAMING)
- (SCREAMING) - MAN: Somebody call 911!
OLIVIA: I swear to you, people were talking to me.
It looked like a messed-up Snapchat filter.
They were asking me
"truth or dare" over and over again,
- and... I-I panicked. - (PHONE CHIMES)
TYSON: So you're saying a mob of people
chanting in unison made you tell Lucas
that Markie is a cheating whore.
Look, I know it sounds insane.
- Just a little. - But it happened.
- (CHUCKLES) - Something really weird
has been going on ever since Mexico.
- Oh, come on. - (PHONE CHIMES)
Uh, keeping a secret like that, it's a huge burden.
None of us would fault you
for trying to get it off your chest.
I mean, n-not maybe so publicly.
I wish you would have done it for your YouTube channel.
- I will stab you with this. - Calm down, baby.
(PHONE CHIMES)
(GROANS) Basic Beth again.
(PHONE CHIMES)
Holy shit.
(PHONE CHIMES)
RONNIE (OVER VIDEO): (CLEARS THROAT) Excuse me,
friends and neighbors!
This fine young lady right here has asked me
to play a game of Truth or Dare with her,
- and like a real gentleman, I chose dare. - Go, Ronnie!
Anyway, now I will do you all the honor
of showing you my business.
- Gross. - Ugh.
- (NECK CRACKS) - (OLIVIA GASPS)
(PEOPLE GASPING, SCREAMING)
MAN: Call 911!
Bad break.
- It's a pool joke. - That's not funny.
- It's the game. - What?
- It is. It followed us home. - Are-are you being serious?
Carter told me that it was real,
that we were all in, and that it would find us.
TYSON: We're really taking the word
of our mentally unstable tour guide?
How else do you explain what happened to me in the library?
- Huh? And now Ronnie? - Oh, I don't know.
Maybe he was drunk and he fell off a pool table,
- which is what happened. - So, it's just a coincidence that
- he was supposed to be doing a dare? - Let's just calm down.
- Yes. - No. Carter said, "Tell the truth or you die.
Do the dare or you die." Ronnie chickened out.
He did not do his dare, and now he's dead!
Guys, tell me I'm not crazy!
LUCAS: Oh, no, you definitely sound crazy.
OLIVIA: Lucas.
(PANTING) I am so sorry
for what I said, but I swear to you,
something forced me to say that.
And I need you to believe me.
Please.
Kind of hard to believe someone
who's been lying to you for so long.
See you, guys.
RONNIE (OVER VIDEO): Anyway, now I will do you all the honor
of showing you my business.
(DEMONIC VOICE): Lucas.
(MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY OVER EARPHONES)
(DEMONIC VOICE): Lucas.
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(SIGHS)
(DEMONIC VOICE): Lucas.
(DISTORTED, ECHOING LAUGHTER)
That's very funny, guys.
Okay, this is insane.
(SIGHS)
(GRUNTS)
(QUIET SIZZLING)
(GRUNTING, YELLING)
(PANICKED GASPING)
(SCREAMING)
(PHONE BUZZING)
Hey.
I believe you.
Something started burning "truth or dare" into my arm.
- Oh, my God, are you okay? - Y-Yeah.
Yeah, I mean... it's gone now.
But... I felt it.
Olivia, it was really painful.
Yeah, and when I was in the library,
I was surrounded by people, but what we're seeing is not real.
Only the consequences are.
Did you answer?
Lucas, you have to answer.
I've had feelings for Olivia since we met.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like
to be with her instead of Markie.
And I wonder what it would be like to wake up next to her...
and kiss her.
But I know that can never happen.
Oh, God, please tell me you didn't hang up.
We have to convince everybody else.
I'm coming.
(DOOR OPENS)
What is all this?
An intervention?
I always thought day-drinking Penelope would be first.
Thanks.
Thank you for coming.
I live here.
So, what is it all about?
The game.
We're still playing it in the same order we played in Mexico.
Carter told us the truth; the game is real.
First, it was my turn, I got asked in the library, and
it made me tell your secret; then it was Ronnie's turn,
he didn't do his dare, and it killed him.
Maybe you and Ronnie shouldn't have answered.
Carter also said, "Refuse to play and you die."
I got asked tonight, and I tried to ignore it.
But then something burned "truth or dare" on my arm.
Show me.
I mean, it's gone now, but...
- Th-There's nothing there. - Because I told the truth.
- TYSON: Oh, my God. Geez. - Wow. Olivia.
I mean, this is next-level.
You can't take responsibility for humiliating me
in front of everyone and ruining my relationship,
so you come up with some insane story
that a game made you say it?
Then you get Lucas to lie for you.
- No, I'm done. - Markie.
Markie. Stop.
- You can't be alone. - Why not?
Because in the picture, your turn is next.
- (TYSON GROANS) - (PHONE BUZZING)
Unknown number. Of course it is.
- "Truth or Dare?" Wow, a text. Really? - Huh.
I mean, there's no way a human
- could have sent... - Just answer it.
Fine.
Dare.
"Dare you to follow through with your promise.
Break Olivia's hand."
Obviously, this was you.
Do you see me texting you right now?
No, but you were the only one there when I said that.
Markie, why would I dare you to break my own hand?
I don't know! Okay, maybe you're making
a new YouTube video on how to lose friends.
Oh, that seems even less likely.
- What are you doing? - You have to do it.
What?
(PANTING) You have to.
Ronnie didn't do his dare, and now he's dead.
- Liv, this is so messed up. - Even by my standards.
Look, as pissed as I am at you right now...
and I'm so pissed... there's no way I'm gonna break your hand.
Well, you don't really have a choice.
So just take it. Please.
Markie, I don't want to find out what happens if you don't.
(CHUCKLES) Just do it.
- No, I-I can't. - God, just trust me, Markie!
Do it. Please.
Oh, don't tell me you're a fucking coward like your dad.
(SCREAMS)
(SOBBING)
Oh, oh, my God.
I'll get some ice.
I can't deal with this crazy right now.
I got a med school interview tomorrow.
Uh, see a doctor.
- I'm sorry. Sorry. - Guys!
Look, we got to go to the hospital, okay? Come on.
(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)
BRAD: You believe all this?
I don't know what to believe.
(WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER P.A.)
(COINS CLINKING)
(MACHINE WHIRS)
Come on.
(HITTING MACHINE)
? ?
(SIGHS)
(DISTORTED CHUCKLE)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(DEMONIC VOICE): Brad.
Truth or dare?
Brad.
- (YELLS) - Truth!
(DISTORTED LAUGHING)
- CHANG: Brad? - (GASPS)
Hi.
- What are you doing here? - Uh, my job.
Why are you here?
Friend of mine got hurt. It's nothing serious.
I'm just here for... for moral support.
CHANG: Something wrong?
Yeah, no, I'm just, uh... I'm just a little shaken up.
You haven't come by to see your mother in a few weeks.
Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.
I thought I was paying for this school
so you could come home every once in a while.
I-I know, I know, I just...
Things have been a little crazy lately.
You know, I don't want to hear excuses, son.
(DISTORTED): I want the truth.
There goes another thousand dollars in credit card debt.
LUCAS: Oh, my God, Liv.
I just had my turn.
- You what? - The game.
It made me, um, it made me come out.
To my father.
Wha... Are you okay?
Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah.
For the first time in my life, I... I told him my truth
and I stood up to him, and I feel...
I feel awesome.
Okay, hold on, your dad didn't know that you were gay?
Your ringtone's Beyonc?.
Everyone loves Beyonc?.
Tyson's next.
(PHONE BUZZES)
WOMAN: Will do.
Tyson Curran?
Let's do this.
Right this way.
So, you come from a family of doctors, then?
Yes, ma'am. Mother, father, sister, uncle and grandfather.
Pretty much everybody.
Well, they must have set a great example
for you to want to take the same route.
Yes, uh, absolutely, Dean Spencer.
You know, uh, growing up,
I would hear their stories about saving lives,
and... I think...
I think that somehow shaped me.
Pen. Where's Tyson?
His med school interview. Why?
You know...
I could do something...
self-serving, like become a hedge fund manager.
The thing is, people need help, especially in times like these.
That's very noble of you.
You know...
I just have one final question.
? ?
(GASPS)
(SIGHS) He hasn't had his turn yet.
Mr. Curran?
Your bag.
- Wait, Tyson, no. Wait, Tyson! - Hey!
Can I help you?
(DISTORTED): Truth or dare?
I'm sorry, I beg your pardon?
Truth or dare?
Truth, I guess.
(CHUCKLES) Did my friends really put you up to this?
How long have you been forging prescriptions?
I don't.
Did she actually tell you that?
- Excuse me? - I don't forge prescriptions.
Why would you even ask me that?
Um...
- Ty! Ty! Ty! Open the door! - Hey! Hey! - Hey, Tyson!
- (MUFFLED SHOUTING) - (DOOR RATTLING)
- Tyson! - Tyson! - Are you okay?
- Open the door! - Ty! - Ty! Hey!
What are you doing?
Oh! Oh, my... Oh, my God!
(SCREAMING) Oh, my God!
My God!
(SCREAMING)
Tyson lied and then died because of it.
Just like Ronnie did when he didn't do the dare.
Then my turn's next.
Yeah, pick truth.
I mean, listen, we-we all should, right?
And then whatever question that we get asked,
we just answer it with a hundred percent honesty.
Okay? That's how we're gonna survive
till we figure this out.
We got it? Only choose truth.
PENELOPE: Need more vodka.
You need sleep.
Okay, I'll put her in bed.
You guys find Carter.
He started all this. Maybe he can end it.
He said that he went to USC.
Five Carters, none of them our guy.
Maybe he meant the other USC.
All right, she's asleep. Did you find Carter yet?
- No. Dead end. - Did you try using Google?
Search "Mexico truth or dare."
(SIGHS)
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(SIGHS)
? ?
(EXHALES)
Uh, guys?
"Suspect Giselle Hammond, 22, an American college student,
"had gone missing while on spring break in Rosarito Beach.
"The clerk recounted Hammond's bizarre behavior
"before the incident,
which is backed up with surveillance footage."
GISELLE: Pack of Morleys.
- (CLERK SPEAKS SPANISH) - I don't want to play anymore.
CLERK: ?Va a ser cash o cr?dito?
Dare.
CLERK: Se?orita. Qu?...
Perd?n.
- WOMAN: No! - GISELLE: I'm sorry, I don't have a choice.
- Holy shit. - (FIRE WHOOSHES, WOMAN SCREAMS)
- LUCAS: Did they catch her? - MARKIE: Uh...
No, no, it says there's still an ongoing search.
I just found her on Facebook.
- Oh, my God, it's him. - BRAD: Is he tagged?
No, I don't see him in any other photos.
Look at her wall. Maybe he posted.
OLIVIA: Well, not that I see.
But... there's a bunch of posts
about people asking her to turn herself in,
stuff like that.
Wait, do you think she's checking this?
- DM her. - Wait.
Just, uh, make a fake account.
- We don't want this shit traced to us. - Yeah.
So, we're here on our first vacation together.
- Is it our first vacation together? Kinda? - The beach.
PENELOPE: Um, I mean, there was that time you came and visited
me and my family in Texas,
- but... - You're from Texas?
I thought you were from Mexico.
PENELOPE (LAUGHS): I'm not from Mexico!
- Tyson! - (VIDEO STOPS)
(SIGHS)
(VOMITS)
We're playing the game, too.
We need your help.
- Please meet me. - This woman is wanted for murder.
Do you really think she's gonna come out of hiding for
"We need your help"?
I know the game dared you to set that woman on fire.
Tell me where to meet you,
or I'll wait outside your family's house
until the game dares me to do the same to them.
Markie, you cannot send that.
If you want to live, you need to stop thinking
about other people and start thinking about yourself.
(EXHALES)
(GASPS)
(DISTORTED): Truth or dare, beautiful?
(PANTING)
What? Hard to make a decision
without Tyson telling you what to do?
Screw you.
Truth.
Truth or dare?
I said truth.
Sorry.
That's not how this game works.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
(OLIVIA SIGHS)
LUCAS: Be patient. She'll write back.
This is all my fault.
- Hey, no, it's not. - No, she's right.
None of us wanted to follow that creep.
None of us wanted to play that stupid game.
The only reason I went on that trip was for you.
Remember? You said you needed
- your best friend. - BRAD: All right, come on...
No, but now I realize it's not about friendship
or "I choose you," it was about me being there
to cover your ass while you hooked up with randoms!
Hey.
Screw you, Olivia.
- Was that necessary? - (DOOR CLOSES)
Guys. Come outside.
Now!
(WHISPERS): Shit.
OLIVIA: Pen? What are you doing?
(CRYING): I tried. It wouldn't let me pick truth.
I tried, I swear!
(PANTING)
I have to walk the edge until I finish this.
(PENELOPE SOBBING)
OLIVIA: Pen, you're gonna be fine.
Okay, just go slow. Take your time.
- Oh! - MARKIE: Be careful! - I'm gonna go up there.
I'll try and grab her if she loses her balance.
No, your hand's broken. I'll go.
Pen, just walk slowly, okay?
- (BREATH TREMBLING) - Hey!
Just take your time, okay? Walk slowly.
It's gonna be fine.
- BRAD: What do we do? - Be careful.
It's gonna be okay.
BRAD: You're gonna be okay.
We need to grab something in case she falls. Go inside.
- I'm gonna clear a path. - All right, let's go, let's go,
let's go, let's go!
(BREATH TREMBLING)
- (SCREAMS, GASPS) - Pen? Be careful.
- You're good, okay? - Hey, will this work?
What? Yeah. Yeah. Come on.
Just get under her.
- Get under her and follow her. - BRAD: Be careful, Pen.
- Oh, sh... - OLIVIA: Get back. Get back, get back.
No need to rush.
(WHIMPERING)
MARKIE: It's okay. It's okay, Pen.
OLIVIA: Just take your time. Take it slowly.
OLIVIA: Pen, just put one foot in front of the other.
(PENELOPE GASPS)
OLIVIA: Watch it, okay? Just go slow.
You can do this.
We're right here. We're here for you, okay?
OLIVIA: I see her. She's right there.
Go. Go. Go.
- W-Wait, she's on the corner. - BRAD: There she is.
(PENELOPE CRYING)
Get that stuff out of the way.
(GASPING)
(GRUNTING)
Pen! Pen.
I'm coming. I'm coming.
(GASPS)
No, no, no, don't get too close.
If I, if I, if I cheat, if I don't do the dare...
I know. I know. Okay?
But when you finish, I'll be here to grab you.
Just got to go around this corner now, okay?
(PENELOPE CRYING)
(EXHALES): Oh.
- (GRUNTING) - (GATE RATTLING)
MARKIE: Come on.
Take your time, okay?
(GRUNTS)
You're doing great, Pen.
- Don't look down. - Wait. Stay here. Stay below her.
MARKIE: Okay. Wait, where are you going?
Hey, Pen. Don't look at the fence.
Okay? Look at me. Okay? You're almost there.
Just a little more.
(PANTING)
She's right above us. Throw it on top.
- MARKIE: You ready? - Yeah.
- That's not gonna work. - (TIRES SCREECHING)
(VEHICLE APPROACHING)
- That might. - (TIRES SCREECHING)
(BRAD GRUNTS)
- Whoa! - Hey! Penelope!
(WHISPERS): Shit.
(TIRES SCREECH)
Guys, get back further!
- Go, go, go, move back. - Get back!
One last sip.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
No, no, Pen! Hey, Pen! No! No!
- Pen? - MARKIE: She's not moving.
Pen?
(PENELOPE GROANING)
Is this my bed?
(CHUCKLES)
(VOMITING LOUDLY)
Yeah.
- You're okay. - (PHONE BUZZING)
I just got a Facebook message from Giselle.
? ?
We're sure this is a good idea, meeting her here?
What if the cops trace her message?
No, she wrote us on a fake account.
Yeah, but that chick lit somebody on fire.
- She's probably nuts. - MARKIE: I mean,
- do we really have another choice? - (KNOCKING)
I mean, we can talk about this inside. Come on.
(SNIFFS)
Let's go.
Inside?
Uh-uh. Okay, all right, that's far enough.
Can you tell us what's happening?
- Which one of you is Olivia? - No, you answer
our question first: How do you know Carter?
- Carter? - MARKIE: You know, cut the crap.
We saw the photo.
He's the one who brought us into this game.
Uh, yeah, right, okay.
- Carter, right. - Did he bring you into this, too?
N-No, uh, he didn't, he didn't start this.
He was just one of my friends.
We-we all went on a trip to Mexico and got really wasted.
We-we found this old church, and we decided to party in it,
and my roommate wanted to play Truth or Dare, so we did,
but when we got home, the game, it just, it kept going.
My roommate died first, and then the other ones...
- How is this possible? - I wish I knew.
You know, I thought this was some kind of, like,
karmic payback for Sam trashing the place, you know?
- Sam? - Uh, yeah, Sam.
He-he was... one of my friends.
He-he got really drunk, and he just started breaking stuff.
I don't know, we were, we were all being idiots. (SIGHS)
Our friend just had a turn in the game.
It wouldn't let her pick truth. Do you know why?
It's how we played.
We called it two truths and a dare.
If... if two people picked truth in a row,
then the next person had to do a dare.
(CHUCKLES): Thought it was more fun that way.
More fun? Your asshole buddy gave us a death sentence.
Any more super dangerous rules you want to tell us about?
Easy, Pen.
He-he told me he was dared to find a new group to play,
and that it had to be at the mission.
He didn't have a choice, you know?
Of course he did.
Okay, so where is Carter now?
I haven't talked to him since he went back to Mexico.
I thought that when he got a new group to play
that we-we would be out. I can't believe he only got
five of you to play. If he would've got more,
then I would've had a longer time before I had to go again.
You got another turn?
Okay, it's time to go, guys.
Is this why you're telling us the truth?
No, I, uh... I picked dare.
Markie's right. Let's get out of here.
Okay, we're leaving. Come on, Olivia.
I am so sorry, Olivia.
How did you know my name when I got here?
I... I didn't put it in the message.
No! No!
- LUCAS: No! Pen! - MARKIE: Pen!
No! No!
- (GUNSHOT) - (GASPS)
(GRUNTING)
- Hold her down! - I have to kill Olivia!
Hold her down!
- BRAD: Grab the gun. - (LUCAS GRUNTING)
BRAD: Stop moving.
What the...?
LUCAS: What? No! No!
- (GRUNTING) - No! No! No!
- (GUNSHOT) - (GASPS)
BRAD: Oh, shit.
(BREATH TREMBLING)
What was she thinking?
It wasn't her. (SNIFFS)
Something took over, like she was possessed.
She didn't finish her dare.
Like Ronnie.
This is what happens.
So what do we do?
We tell the truth.
(CRYING QUIETLY)
(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)
- Yeah, right away. - OLIVIA: She was erratic,
said she had to kill me.
Then Penelope pushed me out of the way,
she shot her and then turned the gun on herself.
Were you aware that Giselle Hammond was wanted for murder?
Yes. Yeah, we thought that she knew someone
that we were looking for, a guy that we met in Mexico.
- His name was Carter. - You don't know his last name?
No.
Any of these people look like him?
No. Who are they?
Five of Giselle Hammond's friends... all deceased.
Three suicides, two accidental deaths, all in three weeks.
And now you've lost two friends.
I don't believe in coincidences, Olivia.
I think this is all connected.
If you know how, you need to tell me.
No, I promise.
If I did know, I would.
I hope so.
We'll be in touch.
Don't take any more vacations.
That did not go well.
LUCAS: We told them the truth.
As much as we could.
Guys, the cops should be the least of our concerns.
I mean, Penelope's dead and Giselle gave us nothing.
She did say a new game had to start at the mission.
That place has to be the key.
CHANG: Brad.
(SIGHS) Catch up with you guys later.
- No, we shouldn't split up. - No, it's okay.
My turn's not for a while.
I'll deal with my father; you deal with finding the mission.
Come on.
I think it was built in 1896.
Yeah, that really narrows it down.
It's a start.
Oh, shit. I got to grab my charger.
Uh, I think you left your bag in my room.
(LUCAS CLEARS THROAT)
? ?
- Oh, my God. - What?
Check this out.
It says there was a massacre a few weeks later.
Only one survivor, lives in the area, Inez Reyes, 19.
(DOOR CREAKING)
? ?
(SCREAMING)
(DEMONIC VOICE): Truth or dare?
(OLIVIA SHOUTING)
Where is she? Liv!
- Hey! Hey! - (OLIVA YELLS) - Olivia.
- Are you okay? - Where am I?
- Where am I?! - What the hell are you...?
Who the... Hey, hey, hey!
Hey!
- Are you okay? - (PANTING)
Was that your turn?
LUCAS: Hey, hey, come back!
Come back!
Olivia, what did he say?
(PANTING)
He dared me to sleep with Lucas.
Why would you pick dare?
Because of what Giselle said.
I-If I picked truth,
I was just forcing someone else to pick dare.
How noble.
Markie, I didn't know that's what it would ask.
I don't think he knew where he was.
- Are you guys okay? - Yeah, I'm perfect.
Well, hey, hey. Where are you going?
- Anywhere but here. - What is going on?
Why don't you ask Olivia?
Will you please tell me what the hell is going on?
I got my turn.
Yeah, and?
Mm, oh, hey, no. Wh-What are we doing?
Oh, this is the dare.
I'm sorry.
Why didn't you pick truth?
I told Markie it was so that you guys wouldn't have to,
but that was a lie.
I chose dare because there is something
that I can never tell Markie,
and I'm really afraid the game's gonna make me do it.
It can't be that bad.
(SIGHS)
You have no idea.
? ?
- (GRUNTS) - What?
(PANTING)
No, you are just doing this because of the dare,
because you have to.
No, you have to.
I don't.
? ?
(BOTH PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
(DISTORTED): Look at me.
Truth or dare?
Tr-Truth!
Who are you truly in love with?
(PANTING)
I care about you. I do.
I'm in love with Markie.
Liv, I'm sorry. It was the game.
No, it was the truth.
(RINGTONE PLAYING)
? ?
MARKIE (OVER SPEAKER): Roy Cameron, 45 years old,
attempts to make dinner.
Take one.
Whoa, a little faith, please.
Nobody makes a steak like your old man.
MARKIE: Wait, Dad, I'm pescatarian now.
(LAUGHS) I know, honey.
Dad?
I miss you so much.
I miss you, too.
There's something that I've been dying to ask you.
(STATIC CRACKLES)
(QUIETLY): No.
- (LINE RINGING) - She's not answering.
Wait. Come here. Look at this.
There's no number, but she lives in Tijuana.
That's less than three hours away.
Who is she?
She's someone who might be able to help us.
Come on.
ROY (DISTORTED): Come on, sweetheart.
- Time to pick. - (STATIC CRACKLES)
Truth.
The gun I used to kill myself...
why do you keep it?
Sometimes I think about using it.
Maybe you should get it.
LUCAS: I'm worried about Markie.
I wish we would have found her before we left.
Yeah, well, she doesn't want to speak to me right now,
so there's nothing we can do.
(OLIVIA SIGHS)
You know that secret that you're keeping from her?
Maybe if you got it out,
- the game couldn't use it against you. - No.
No one can ever know.
Especially not Markie. It would kill her.
I'll try her again when we get there.
? ?
(CHIMES TINKLING SOFTLY)
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
- OLIVIA: Um... - Can I help you?
S-Sorry. Um, we're looking for Inez Reyes.
She's my grandmother. I watch after her.
We were just wondering if we could speak to her.
She speaks to no one.
No. Please!
Our friends are dying just like hers did.
We-we just need a few words.
I will ask.
And if you could... show her this.
Show her that we were at this mission
and that half the people in this photo are now dead.
Then maybe she'll talk to us.
She might see you, but she will not speak to you.
She has not said a word in 50 years.
Wait here.
She must have taken a vow of silence, right?
She was 19 when her friends were butchered.
- Imagine what that did to her. - I don't have to.
? ?
It's been over an hour.
Yeah, for someone who doesn't speak,
they seem to be doing a lot of talking.
She will see you.
I'm sorry for the wait.
She has written something for you.
What is it?
She would not let me read it.
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
Thank you for seeing us, Miss Reyes.
"The mission was a convent
"where young women went to find God.
"We were girls, so we played silly games like Hide and Seek.
"But the priest who ran the convent
"forced us to play his own game.
"He let us hide, but then he took the one he found.
"His pleasure was our pain.
"We suffered in silence.
"Then one of the girls told a secret.
"She knew spells that could call spirits,
"so she summoned a demon named Calux.
He possessed our game."
Possessed the game?
"Demons possess people, places,
objects, even ideas."
Uh, uh...
"Calux is a trickster.
"That night, when the priest found his victim,
"she was possessed by Calux.
"She hid the priest's body in the mission...
"in pieces.
"It took them a week to find his head.
"But Calux didn't want to stop.
"He made us keep playing.
Many of my sisters died."
Wait, how did you and the others escape?
"The person who released the demon
"can trap it with a simple ritual,
but only by his own hand."
Uh, this is the spell? Uh, it's in Spanish.
OLIVIA: "The spell must be repeated seven times
"and a sacrifice must be placed in a pot sealed with wax.
"As long as the pot stays sealed in the mission,
the door we opened for Calux will also be sealed."
Wait, I've seen that pot before.
Yeah. Look.
But when I saw it, it was broken
and there was something inside it and it smelled rotten.
(INEZ GASPS)
(INEZ GRUNTING FRANTICALLY)
"Whoever broke the pot will have to do the same."
What was it? The sacrifice.
(INEZ GRUNTS)
(INEZ WHIMPERING SOFTLY, PANTING)
It was you who summoned the demon?
(GASPING)
? ?
BRAD: It's been a few years since AP Spanish,
but I think it says, "I have called upon an evil.
Silence my voice, so the evil is no more."
So when Carter and his friends broke the pot at the mission...
The demon was freed
and possessed their game of Truth or Dare.
And we have to find whoever broke that pot.
But Giselle said somebody named Sam trashed the place.
And we have no idea who Sam is.
- Or if he's even still alive. - And if we do find him...
What?
"Hi, Sam. Do you mind cutting out your tongue
and sealing it in this lovely handmade pot?"
I'll check Giselle's Facebook again,
see if there's a Sam tagged.
Still nothing from Markie?
She's ignoring all my texts.
Her turn's next.
I'm gonna try calling her again.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
CHANG: Brad? Brad!
- (BRAD SIGHS) - It's your father.
Since Penelope, he's been...
I'll get rid of him.
Let's talk outside.
(DOOR CLOSES)
OFFICER: I'm gonna grab coffee.
(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
Look, uh, I'm hearing some things
about your, uh, friend's murder.
Kranis in Homicide isn't convinced it's so simple.
I know I don't need to ask this, but...
is there something you're not telling us?
No, I-I promise.
Everything we told you was true.
(PHONE BUZZING)
Markie, thank God.
Why are you telling me all this?
'Cause I know Kranis is wrong,
and I want you to know what's going on.
Look, you don't have to worry.
I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.
You're still my son, Brad.
(RADIO STATIC CRACKLES, HUMS)
- You gonna get that? - Get what?
(DEMONIC VOICE, OVER RADIO): Truth or dare, Brad?
MARKIE: Yeah, I guess I just needed some time alone.
No, no, no. It's-it's fine.
Just get here as fast as you can.
And please be careful. Your turn's next.
I had my turn. I chose truth.
So did Lucas.
And if the both of you picked truth...
CALUX (OVER RADIO): You only have one choice.
You sure there's nothing you need to tell me?
CALUX: I dare you to steal his gun
- and make him beg for his life. - (STATIC CRACKLES)
CHANG: Son?
Thank you, Dad, for everything.
It's just, uh, there's just one more thing I need to do,
and I hope you can forgive me.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Of course.
For what?
It's okay.
I need you to beg. For your life.
- The hell are you doing? - BRAD: Beg for your life!
CHANG: Brad, please, put the gun down!
- Just do as I say or I'll die. - You don't have to do this!
- Get on your knees. - We have to go. Now!
Do as I say. I'll explain everything, okay?
- I know I've been hard on you. - Listen. No!
- And I'm sorry. - No.
That's not what this is about.
Beg! Please. I'll explain everything.
- Just beg. - I guess you think I deserve this.
No. No.
Just, just, just, just beg!
Please! Just beg and I'll put down the gun.
- What's that gonna prove, Brad? - Just beg,
- and I'll put down the gun! Beg! - (GUNSHOT)
No, no, no, no!
- No! No! - OLIVIA: Brad!
Brad! No, no, no! No!
OLIVIA: No! No!
Get a paramedic!
Come on.
Brad, Brad! No, no, no.
Stay here. You're gonna be fine.
No! No!
I need a paramedic! Help!
I need a paramedic! Brad!
(EXHALES)
I'm so sorry.
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Guys, can we get out of here?
I still need to talk to the detective.
I shouldn't have picked truth.
LUCAS: No, it's not your fault.
I picked truth, too.
We shouldn't have left Brad alone.
No, it wouldn't have mattered.
This game is smart. It's too smart.
We're not playing it; it's playing us.
And none of this is a coincidence.
It waits for our most vulnerable moments,
and that's when it asks us.
(DISTORTED): Yeah, you got that right, Olivia.
And now it's your turn.
Truth or dare?
What?
What is it?
Lucas just asked me.
No, I didn't.
(DISTORTED): Truth or dare, Olivia?
O-Okay. Okay, you have to pick truth.
Olivia, do it.
- Dare. - Olivia!
I dare you...
to tell Markie the secret you fear most.
What? Wh-What is it making you do?
Markie, there's something important I need to tell you.
(WHISPERS): What?
I was there the night your dad died.
I know what happened.
What?
What are you talking about?
I had gotten into a fight with my parents,
so I went to your house.
You weren't there, so your dad let me in.
He... he was drinking, and he offered me one,
so I took it.
We had a few, and then he told me
that he had been fired that day, 'cause he was,
he was drinking on the job, and I just,
I felt really bad for him. (SNIFFLES)
But I told him that you and I
would help him figure things out.
And then he called me beautiful.
And... I was drunk, and I didn't know what to do,
and then he leaned in to kiss me,
and I-I tried to push him off.
I didn't do it, but he...
(SNIFFLES) he kept coming back stronger.
But finally, I-I got free.
He begged me to forgive him,
said that he needed help, but I was so scared,
and I was confused,
and I threatened to tell you what happened,
but he said that he would die if you ever found out.
I-I told him that you'd be better off if he were dead.
Markie, I am so sorry.
I wanted to tell you, but by the time I got ahold of you,
he had already done it, and you were devastated.
It broke my heart. I didn't know what to do.
- Trust me, I.. - No.
No, I'll never trust you again.
- Markie... - Don't!
Don't.
KRANIS: Miss Barron.
You're up.
"I know the game
"dared you to set that woman on fire.
"Tell me where to meet you,
"or I'll wait outside your family's house
until the game dares me to do the same to them."
That is... quite a threat.
We traced the I.P. to your laptop.
I-I know that that...
looks bad, but I...
I just needed to get her attention.
Yeah, I know you're playing some kind
of Truth or Dare game, but what I don't understand is:
why are people dying?
There's only four of you left.
- I'd like to keep the rest of you guys alive. - Four?
Everyone who's dead was in Mexico.
That leaves you, Markie and Lucas,
and Giselle's friend, Sam Meehan.
Sam?
Wait, he's alive?
You know him?
No.
No, that-that's just someone that Giselle had mentioned.
Ah. He's holed up in an apartment.
Won't talk to anybody. Said I had to arrest him
if I wanted to speak to him again.
Olivia, what the hell is happening here?
Could I get some water, please?
(SIGHS)
(QUIETLY): Thanks.
KRANIS: Marcus, I'm gonna need a glass of water.
- (CAMERA CLICKS) - MARCUS: Yes, sir, right away.
Am I being charged?
Not yet.
Okay, then I need to go.
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(DOOR BUZZES)
Carter is Sam.
He was using a fake name.
But Giselle acted like they were different people?
Well, she was probably trying to protect him,
but she slipped up and she used his real name. Come on.
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(BREATH TREMBLING)
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(TIRES SCREECH)
Markie? Markie!
Markie?
(DOORKNOB RATTLES)
Markie, please open the door. We need to talk.
(DOORKNOB RATTLES)
What are you doing?
What my father did.
- Markie, please put it down. - (CRYING)
Why?
I don't have anything.
You have me.
No. (SNIFFLES)
- Now the game has us. - (GUN COCKS)
I hid the truth about your dad to protect you.
But I was wrong.
Every single day,
I wish I could take back what I said to him.
And he tried before.
It's not your fault.
(BREATH TREMBLING)
We can't change the past.
But we can still have a future.
We can end this game.
How?
Carter... I know where he is.
(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)
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Okay, so what's the plan?
- We just have to get him back to the mission. - Okay.
So don't open with "We need you to cut out your own tongue"?
- Here it is. Six. - (KNOCKING)
SAM: Go away! I don't want to talk to anyone!
LUCAS: Screw this.
You...
- Wait, wait, wait! - OLIVIA: Carter!
Or is it Sam?
- How did you find me? - We were motivated.
- What the hell happened in here? - The game.
No contact with the outside. Nothing in here can hurt me.
- This is your plan? - My plan is to wait it out.
No, that was your second plan.
Your first plan was to screw us.
Three of my best friends are dead because of you!
I'm sorry. I lost friends, too, okay?
If I could take it all back, I would.
There is a way.
But we all have to go back to the mission.
A way to what? To what, end the game? How?
Just... trust me. We have to go back.
Uh-uh. No, this is another dare, right?
- The game's daring you to lure me out? Is that... - No.
She's telling the truth.
And why should I trust you?
Because we want the same thing.
We want to survive.
Look...
I'm gonna tell you what you should've told me at the bar.
Piss off.
Okay, sweet little Olivia's not shooting anyone.
Try me. I dare you.
- LUCAS: Come on, let's go. - SAM: I am moving.
MARKIE: Right through here.
OLIVIA: Go.
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SAM: Is this ritual that old nun told you about
actually gonna work?
OLIVIA: There's only one way to find out.
(SAM LAUGHS)
So we're gonna end this with a s?ance?
We are not ending it. You are.
Me? I tried.
We all know how that turned out. (CHUCKLES)
(GRUNTS, GASPS)
- Stay down. - (COUGHING)
Here. Take this. Take it!
Say it seven times.
(SAM PANTING)
What are you gonna do with that?
I'm giving it to you.
Take it. Now!
Now say the words seven times.
Go!
Uh...
"Hermaro almas..."
(RUMBLING)
- Did you feel that? - OLIVIA: Don't stop.
- Just-just tell me what's going on! - Keep going!
SAM: All right... (STAMMERS)
"...silencia mi voz para que el mal no sea m?s.
(RUMBLING)
Say it again.
"Hermaro almas,
silencia mi voz para que el mal no sea m?s."
(LOUD BOOM, RUMBLING)
(GASPING)
Five more times.
"Hermaro almas, silencia mi voz
para que el mal no sea m?s."
(DISTORTED): Truth or dare, Lucas?
(SAM CONTINUES RECITING IN SPANISH)
Dare.
(DISTORTED CHUCKLING)
"Hermaro almas, silencia mi voz
mi voz para que el mal no..."
- Where are you going? - Just got to get away from here.
Wait, wait, wait. You can't go.
Your turn's next.
- (GASPING) - I just had my turn.
- Got to get away from you both. - Why?
Because it dared me to choose.
You already have. You love Markie.
Choose which one of you to kill.
Luke.
What, so he's just leaving?!
Don't stop. Two more times.
"Hermaro almas,
silencia mi voz para que el mal no sea m?s."
Luke?
Luke? Why did you pick dare?
Because I knew if I didn't, then one of you would have to.
And we're so close.
And I won't let the game kill you.
(CRYING): You're such an idiot.
What can I say?
You do that to me.
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"Hermaro almas, silencia mi voz para que el mal no sea m?s."
(LOUD BOOM, CLATTERING)
That's seven.
We got to get out of here. This place is coming down.
No, there's one more thing to do.
Pick up the knife.
I can't do it for you.
Pick it up!
And do what?
I'm so sorry, Sam.
But you unleashed this evil,
which means you're the only one who can stop it.
(PANTING)
I need you to cut out your tongue.
N-No, that's insane.
Please! It's the only way we survive!
(LOUD BOOM, CLATTERING)
(OLIVIA GASPS)
You take care of each other.
No. (CRYING)
(GASPS)
- No. No. - OLIVIA: Do it.
- Lucas, stop! - That's not Lucas.
Do it now, Carter.
- Before it's too late! - (WALL CRACKLING)
Don't you want to live?!
You do not have a choice! Do it!
I can't believe I'm about to do this.
(LUCAS SCREAMING)
(DISTORTED): I will murder everyone you've ever known!
No, they are not in this! It's just us!
You're right.
But Lucas is, and he didn't do his dare.
So now he dies.
- (GRUNTS) - (OLIVIA AND MARKIE GASP)
(GRUNTING)
(KNIFE STABS)
No!
(CRYING QUIETLY)
Lucas refused his dare to save us.
(SHALLOW PANTING)
We have to finish this.
Calux killed Carter. The spell won't work.
No, we lost the second we started this game.
The second we came here.
Carter was dared to bring us here,
because this is where you can add new people to the game.
I have an idea. Your turn's next.
When you're asked, I need you to pick dare.
Why would I do that?
(DISTORTED, SINGSONGY): Markie...
Truth or dare?
(CRYING): Now Lucas is asking me.
Pick dare.
- But don't do it. - What? I'll die.
Markie, I am so sorry
for keeping that secret from you for so long.
And I swear to you
I will never, ever keep anything from you again.
But we survive this only if we trust each other.
Okay?
- Okay. - Trust me.
CALUX: You have to pick.
Dare.
I dare you to shoot Olivia.
He wants me to shoot you.
You got to trust me, Markie. Don't do it.
This is the only way to save us both.
Okay. I trust you.
I won't do it.
No!
(GROANS)
(OLIVIA PANTING)
Dare complete, Calux.
Your turn.
Truth or dare?
(DISTORTED): I'm not in this game.
No, once you're asked, you're in.
Those are the rules, right?
So, truth or dare, asshole?
Truth.
How do we get out of this game alive?
(CHUCKLES)
You can't.
Carter was the only one who could stop this.
So now the game won't end until all the players are dead.
And your turn's next.
Unless you find some new friends to play with.
But that's not gonna happen, is it?
- Your arm. - I'm okay.
Well, did it work?
It's not over. (PANTING)
The game will never end, not as long as we're alive.
(GRUNTS)
What are you doing?
I'm choosing you.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
OLIVIA: My friends and I went on a trip to Mexico
for spring break.
We ended up in an old mission
where we played a game of Truth or Dare.
We had no idea that we had encountered an unspeakable evil
that wanted to play with us.
When we went home, the game kept going.
It killed five of my friends.
The game is real.
Tell the truth, do the dare,
or you die; refuse to play, you die.
It can happen anywhere, and it can come from anyone.
I am so sorry, but I have to ask you...
truth or dare?
("CHAMPION OF LOVE" BY NYSSA WHITE-PATTERSON PLAYING)
? I was a child under the table ?
? Looking up the skirts where I was able ?
? Who wore silk panties to Auntie's wedding? ?
? Oh, yeah ?
? Carpet burn and fairy home ?
? Leave the lonely child alone ?
? Eat like a queen, scarf down the decades ?
? Oh, yeah ?
? It was a moonlight reunion ?
? Black tie communion ?
? Between two children ?
? Of love ?
? He's a champion ?
? She's a champion ?
? We are champions of love ?
? Oh, oh ?
? Cut the struggling heart a break ?
? He's a champion ?
? She's a champion ?
? We are champions of love ?
? Oh, oh ?
? Whoo! ?
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CALUX: Truth or dare?
(DEMONIC LAUGHING)
(MUSIC FADES)