Three (2025)

[bunniefuu]

[Loud rock music]

Heading to Lodi way.

Wait, wait.

Right now.

Are you crazy?

I know, I was hoping to

leave work earlier, but it's fine.

I'm taking the back road,

so I'll avoid the commute

traffic on the highways.

No, no idiot.

That's not what I mean.

You're supposed to be having

dinner with me tonight, remember?

No. I'm sorry.

I just didn't want to wait.

I got the ring, and I just

decided that I had to go see

him right away.

And the ring.

Listen, really?

Are we talking about marriage again?

Well, when you know, you know.

Girl, you are doing it again.

Doing what?

The U-Haul thing.

Being clingy.

Being codependent.

You act like you're taking

cards, but you're being

impulsive and needy and.

Romantic.

Crazy. Seriously, this is kind of crazy.

Uh, hello.

1959 is calling.

They'd like their oppressive

female stereotype back.

All right.

Whatever. Wait.

Wait a minute.

Is this because you

didn't get that promotion?

The best f*cking project manager.

They have assholes.

That promotion should have been mine.

Oh, yeah, you are great at

the project part, but I think it's

the people part that you're not so good at.

I don't care anymore.

I have a new mission now.

You need to turn around right now.

This is not.

Hello? Marnie?

Marnie?

Fine. Hang up on me, as*h*le.

God I need new friends.

[Loud rock music]

f*ck it.

I'm doing this.

No looking back.

[Music continues]

[Indistinct radio chatter]

This is Caltrans operating the

emergency broadcasting System

via amplitude modulation frequency 530.

This is not a test.

Satellites confirm that a

nuclear device is detonated in

the port of San Francisco.

Avoid the San Francisco Bay area.

Anyone within 50 miles of San

Francisco to protect themselves

from radioactive fallout

and keep roadways clear by

sheltering in place.

Further instructions to

come on this channel.

sh*t!

This message will repeat.

[Hard rock music]

Oh. Come on.

No! Ah, sh*t.

Ah!

Oh, sh*t.

Oh sh*t.

[Horn honking]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nshots]

Did you make me crash?

Uh.

It's okay.

You can tell me the truth.

Thanks for

treating me.

Um.

Yeah. Sorry.

I wasn't driving very carefully.

It was stupid.

Are you okay?

I tried my best to stop the bleeding.

Yeah. I'm fine.

I know you're not supposed

to admit fault in an accident, but

I don't think we're getting

insurance involved here.

So it's all true.

That light.

The alert on my phone.

It's a World w*r three type thing, huh?

Mm. Looks like it.

Um, I don't have all the

details yet, but I just saw

over there.

Oh, God.

On the highway.

I think we need to stay

away from other people.

You're not gonna, like, sh**t me are you?

I mean, someone just.

I think people are

losing their sh*t, and I.

Hey hey hey hey hey hey,

look, I'm not going to hurt you

unless you hurt me again.

Yeah. I'm sorry again.

You sure you're going to be okay?

I mean,

I'm not bleeding anymore.

I don't think I have a concussion.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

You're so nice.

I'm so sorry.

It's fine, it's fine.

Okay. It's not like it's

the end of the world.

Wait.

This is the end!

Okay. Um, I'm getting off the road.

I don't want to deal with any crazies.

Is your car.

Working? No.

Is yours?

Uh, yeah.

It's not looking like it.

You're not going to get

very far in those shoes.

Yeah. Um, thanks.

I'm getting out of sight until

I can figure out what to do next.

Uh.

Can't go home if it's blown up.

This radiation is sh*t

all over the Bay area.

So I'm no expert on this stuff.

Good thing we were in the Delta

and far away from all that sh*t.

So what do you call this?

Apocalypse chic?

Too soon.

Got it.

I just don't know what to do.

Well, what do you want to do?

Lodi. It's where I was heading.

What, are you proposing

to somebody or something?

Oh, okay.

Well.

Hey hey hey hey, hey, where are you going?

Heading east to Lodi.

Well, wait wait, wait.

What about your your car?

You don't have to come.

I'm sure you have someone or something.

And you've been really nice

and all, but I just need to do.

This on foot.

Can't drive, can't take

a bus, can't call an Uber.

So.

Okay, well, I guess we're doing this.

Doing this where you need to be.

I mean, I did, but I kind

of blew up, you know?

Alrighty then.

Um, you're welcome to

come along, but I'm doing this.

Do you mind at least waiting

until I grab a few things out

of my truck?

You know what?

Never mind.

Do you have food or anything in your bag?

No. Not much, do you?

Just clothes.

Maybe a protein bar, but I'm not sure.

What's up?

I guess hell and fury are

happening on the other side of

that mountain, and my family's just.

Hey, No point in looking back.

If we follow these east,

we should get to Lodi.

How far?

About 33 miles last I saw.

Right on.

So, what's your name?

Spencer.

Huh? Dude's name, I like it.

I'm Michelle.

Nice to meet you, Michelle.

We need to find a weapon.

[Tense piano music]

[g*nsh*t]

You coming?

Um.

Yeah, sure.

[Music continues]

All right.

A gas station.

We could use more stuff.

Strange. There's no one here.

You think a place like

this would be mobbed?

Well, I'm checking it out.

Are you sure this feels

off?

I'm not scared.

But if you want, stay here.

Um, would you happen to

have a g*n or a weapon?

What makes you think I'm

supposed to have a g*n on me?

Well do you?

No, I don't, but of

course you think I would.

What was that?

Nothing. But I do have this.

What is that?

Bear spray.

Hairspray. I mean, your

hair looks great and all, but.

Bear spray, not hairspray.

It's like mace, but easier to get.

I got it at Costco.

Oh. Um.

Well, yeah, I think I'm

just gonna wait over here.

[g*nsh*t]

sh*t. sh*t, sh*t.

Hey, I'm right here.

[g*nsh*t]

Spencer get it!

Uh,

I don't know how to use this f*cking thing.

Oh my God.

Just point it at him and pull the trigger.

If he tries to move.

Why don't you just bear mace him?

No, no, don't.

Okay, I'll be chill, if you will.

Look, this is my family's business.

I can't have anyone looting it.

Spencer, keep the g*n pointed at her.

Why? She's chill right?

Yeah.

Yeah. I'm chill.

Yeah. I'm cool, I'm cool.

Okay, look, I wasn't

trying to hurt you, I swear.

I was just trying to scare you.

Nice Beretta.

Just use it for defense.

Against people like me.

What is that supposed to mean?

-Exactly what you think.

-Oh my god god damnit shut up!

[g*nsh*t]

She didn't mean anything like that.

Right?

Right.

f*ck!

f*ck this sh*t!

Okay.

Are you gonna let us

inside to get some supplies?

We can pay you if that

even makes a difference now.

Or we'll just be on our way.

Yeah. Of course.

But don't try anything.

Says the woman with a g*n.

Oh.

Damn dark already.

Has the power been out ever since?

Yeah.

I don't think it was the EMP, though.

EMP?

Electromagnetic pulse.

Every nuclear blast knocks

out the electricity in its radius.

But since we're still alive and

our phones have power, that

tells me that the blast was on

the ground and not in the sky.

So the EMP didn't reach us.

I mean, my guess is that the

power grid is just down until

they can fix everything, if they ever do.

How do you know all that?

I read.

Well, since you know everything.

Tell us who attacked us.

I know I'm not a conspiracy theorist.

So what's your name?

Saskia.

Huh?

It's German.

Do you have a German name?

My parents are creative.

-Weirdoes.

-What?

Nothing.

Takes one to know one.

- What?

-Nothing.

Okay. I'm leaving.

Dude, no.

You can't go out there in the dark.

You'll fall into a ditch or run into some

crazies, if that's what

you want to call them.

Look, I was defending my

place all day, using my g*n.

And those f*ck already took my car.

I'm not letting them take anything else.

Yeah, I, um.

I saw some sh*t go down on the highway.

Yeah, looters and panicky

people are going to be the

least of our worries if

survivors start heading in this

direction with radiation sickness.

It's going to be like Covid

meets the Walking Dead.

Oh. Come on.

There is no such thing as zombies.

No, there isn't, but an

irradiated crowd of nuclear

blast survivors that are f*cked

up with PTSD is going to be

pretty damn close.

Well, we were in Rio Vista when

this went down, so we should be

clean, right?

You think we could spend the night here?

Stay as long as you want.

As long as you don't give me trouble.

We won't be any trouble.

We're leaving for Lodi

first thing in the morning.

What's in Lodi?

It's not a what.

It's a who.

Show him the ring.

Nice.

Tell us about him or her then.

Or it.

Maybe.

What do you want to know?

What's their favorite TV show?

What? You can learn a lot about

a person by what they watch.

We know your favorite

show is The Walking Dead.

I'm not sure.

How do you not know their favorite show?

How long have you guys been together?

- Three, months.

- Years?

Whoa. You're getting engaged

to someone you barely know.

Dude, haven't you seen frozen?

Okay, enough about me.

I'll stay.

But you two need to cut the bullshit.

I get it, you almost shot each other.

But we're past that now, right?

I'm leaving at dawn.

You're both welcome to join me.

But I'm leaving with or without you.

Okay, Bono.

I'll play it by ear.

Okay. Crazy.

What? Who's crazy?

You.

What the hell was that out.

There waving your arms like a crazy person?

I'm over here.

Do you have a death wish or something?

No. I knew from the first

shot that she was only trying to

scare us.

She wasn't going to sh**t

me unless she had to.

I couldn't believe it when you fell.

I wasn't sh**ting anywhere near you.

But you fell for it.

Yeah, I did.

I gotta admit, that was

a pretty ballsy move.

Well, I'm just glad it worked.

Me too.

Me three.

Well, we should get set up for the night.

What are you doing?

I'm covering the windows

in case of nuclear fallout.

Uh,

I think we're far enough

from the blast, but

better safe than sorry.

I plan on staying here for a while.

More and more cars going by.

I guess people are figuring out they

don't have to stay on the highway.

They head east.

I can take first watch.

You should get some rest.

I can't sleep.

What if someone gets in here?

I'm not gonna let that happen.

I haven't been in a

fight since third grade.

Did you win or lose?

I'm a lover not a fighter.

That might have to change you know.

So how do you know

Miss bear mace over here?

Not really know her?

Yeah. She was nice to me

after I made her crash her car, so.

I let her follow me.

So you guys are going on foot?

What choice do we?

[Pounding on door]

sh*t.

We weren't watching the back door.

Hold on.

[g*nsh*t]

Get the f*ck out of here!

What's up?

We're good.

Good sleeper.

I'll give her that.

So can I ask you a personal question?

I guess.

What's going on with your outfit here?

This whole, like, Emma Stone

Zombieland thing you got going

on, it's like you predicted the apocalypse.

I was dressed for a date

earlier through my bag, so I

just changed.

I wasn't thinking about

making any fashion statements.

Well, maybe you're starting a trend.

Apocalypse chic right?

Yeah. That's clever.

Do you come up with that?

I just wish we could know

more about what happened.

You know?

Like,

who did this?

Was it just San Francisco?

What? What if there's more bombs?

No TV, no cell service, no Wi-Fi.

No way to know.

The internet was designed

to survive a nuclear w*r.

But if you can't access it.

What about radio?

Um.

I caught one of those emergency

broadcast things right before I

crashed my car.

You still listen to the radio, dude?

Do you have any battery

powered radios anywhere?

Oh, I think in the back.

Okay.

[Glass shattering]

[g*nshots]

Spencer stay back.

Oh.

-Michelle are you okay?

-What the f*ck?

[g*nsh*t]

Yeah.

I'm great.

f*ck. There's too many of them.

We have to go! We have to go!

Come on, we have to go. Come on, let's go.

f*ck! Quiet!

f*ck!

There's too many of them.

I recognize them from earlier.

I thought I scared them away,

but they must have regrouped

and banded together.

Strength in numbers.

I'm sorry.

We're alive.

Michelle, are you okay?

Michelle.

Michelle?

Where is she?

She's still inside.

I thought she was right behind me.

sh*t. I'm going back.

No. You can't.

I can't.

I know you're not her biggest

fan, but I'm not leaving anyone behind.

-Don't.

-Listen.

Listen, if you want to survive

the night, then we have to stay

here where it's safe.

Okay? Once those crazies are

gone, we can go inside and look

for Michelle and get

supplies if there are any left.

Till then, we need to be here, okay?

The only thing we have is this

g*n and whatever's in our pockets.

We will have to leave eventually.

In fact, Lodi sounds like a good option.

We've got to go east as far

away from the blast as we can.

We stay at the gas station.

We potentially get m*rder*d

if we stay here too long.

Then we can get poisoned or melted.

But if we press on, then maybe.

Maybe there's a chance.

Then maybe you can get

engaged to your sweetheart if they're

still there.

If they're still alive.

All right.

We'll stay put for now.

f*ck! f*ck.

f*ck! f*ck!

sh*t! sh*t!

sh*t! f*ck f*ck f*ck!

sh*t. I forgot what?

All the f*cking firearms in this area.

Even the g*dd*mn ground out to get us.

Oh!

Oh!

[f*ck]

In time, these f*cking ants

are probably going to be

radioactive to boot.

Do you think they are now?

I doubt it.

There hasn't been any

strong winds or storms bringing

fallout in this direction, so.

I wish I had a Geiger counter to be sure.

But for now, I think

to trust our instincts.

Lovely.

So, you know all this stuff.

But you didn't think to have a

battery powered radio going?

Dude no one listens to the radio anymore.

Okay.

Ciao.

Michelle.

You don't have to whisper.

They're gone.

Everything's gone.

Michelle!

Oh, sh*t.

Forgot my pencil.

Breakfast Club.

You got it.

Speaking of breakfast.

f*ck.

Hey, you did the best you could.

Your family would be proud.

At least you saved us.

How did you survive the night?

Well, when I heard you

yell to go out the back door.

I ran through what I thought

was the back door, but was

really the back room.

When I realized I was trapped,

I just climbed up some crates.

I'm glad you're okay.

Let's see if there's

anything left and get going.

[Soft music]

[Music continues]

[Music continues]

Nope.

Don't.

That water could be

contaminated or salt water.

Fine. It's your funeral.

Okay. Now what?

We keep going.

Oh my God.

Is it even safe?

There shouldn't be any trains coming.

I think I need some of those nuts.

You drank all of our water.

Okay.

Dude. You said there

wouldn't be any trains.

We almost got smashed on that bridge.

There shouldn't be.

Uh, I don't know, maybe.

Maybe someone hijacked it.

Or maybe they're evacuating

people out, I don't know.

Why couldn't we just do that,

take a train instead of doing

all this g*dd*mn walking?

Honestly, even if we could

get a train to stop for us, it's

the same risk as hitchhiking.

Okay, we don't know if they're

unfriendly or contaminated.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.

Hold on.

I get the Miss Congeniality here.

Wants to see her fiance to be.

But what practical f*cking

reason do we have for going to.

Lodi if we don't want to be around people?

For all we know, it could

be a cluster f*ck there, too.

There could be crazies there too, right?

I guess we could go to

Stockton, but maybe that's been

blown up too.

For all we know, Lodi could

have been blown up as well.

We only saw one flash of light.

Honestly, it doesn't matter.

Lodi is still our best option.

Those f*cking water all around

us, and I'm g*dd*mn thirsty.

Can't even drink any of it.

We're in the Sacramento f*cking Delta.

What if we take a boat?

Do you have a boat?

No.

Do you know how to drive a boat?

No.

Do you want to find someone

with a boat and hold them up

with my g*n and make them

take us across using my last two

b*ll*ts, not knowing if they have friends.

Okay, okay.

We get it.

We walk, walk, walk, walk, walk.

And we don't talk to anybody.

Fine.

Are you sure you know about this stuff?

I read, I research.

Hope for the best, but

prepare for the worst.

Right. And I've seen a lot of movies.

But no, I'm not sure, because

until now, this has never

f*cking happened to me.

Okay, but I don't want to

take any chances, okay?

Lodi is our best option because

Spencer knows someone there.

We could have stayed holed

up at the gas station, but that's

out the window now.

And the only people I know

are on the other side of that

f*cking mountain.

And I am sure as hell not

going back there, even if that is

where my family is.

Okay, because I know at least

one nuclear b*mb has gone off there.

We can't go back and we can't stay here.

Our only option is to continue

going to Lodi covertly on foot.

Hopefully.

I mean, hopefully when we

get there, there'll be supplies.

Hopefully it doesn't rain acid on us.

Hopefully a storm doesn't come

and bombard us with nuclear fallout.

I mean, hopefully no one

drops another f*cking b*mb.

No one.

Is pointing a g*n to your heads.

You guys do whatever the hell you want.

I have to get to Lodi.

What's up?

Thirsty?

Hungry?

Yeah.

Hey, watch out for fire ants.

I guess a 30 mile hike is a lot

harder when you're dehydrated

and running on fumes.

You're sure the water is.

Well, that's it for sustenance.

[Indistinct]

Save them.

These damn nuts are making me thirsty.

Oh, I have an idea.

Um.

Find a smooth, small rock.

Like this,

and then clean it off,

and put in your mouth.

So we're eating rocks now.

Just suck it.

And it keeps your salivary glands going.

So then you don't feel thirsty?

I saw in a movie once.

It's the cube, but with the button, right?

Yeah. Sick film.

I loved it too.

Sequal was sh*t.

Mhm.

It really works.

Just to think.

God knows what's happening

on the other side of Mount Diablo.

Probably everyone we know is

dead or dying.

Thanks for the reminder.

You don't know that.

I do.

My family's in San Francisco.

I was going to meet them for

dinner tonight at the Fairmont.

I wanted to splurge for one night.

Had my dress packed and everything?

Great idea, huh?

The Fairmont is an old building.

Maybe they have a fallout shelter.

Yeah.

But we can't know anything for sure.

sh*t's going down somewhere.

Guys.

You remember that guy I told you about?

What guy?

Back at the gas station.

I got mad dogged by some guy.

What about him?

He's standing right over there.

No. Don't look.

Why? I don't think he sees us.

Just don't move.

Spencer, what's happening right now?

I'll f*ck him up, as*h*le.

Where is he?

Spencer. Let's go get him.

What?

Where'd he go?

He was right there a second ago.

I swear to God, he was.

Let's go find him.

Come on.

You wanna f*ck with us?

Whoa! Slow your roll.

Okay he's gone. Let's just leave it.

That f*ck and his f*ck

friends took all of our sh*t.

Come on!

f*ck with us!

Come on.

f*ck!

We don't need you getting

us into a fight or getting g*ng r*ped.

Or worse.

Those people looted your

precious family gas station.

Okay and what is going after him now

going to change for that?

Right? He could have friends.

We could be outnumbered again.

We have to play it safe.

f*ck.

At least she's gone.

He's gone, he's gone.

He's gone.

So what do we do now, experts?

Do we keep going

straight or follow the tracks?

-Spencer?

-What are you asking me for?

I mean, this is your operation.

Is it?

Uh, yeah.

This is your mission, remember?

We push on straight.

Leave the tracks.

How do you know that's the right way?

I don't.

Um, but I have driven through

this area quite a few times, and

it'll be quicker if we keep

going straight, I think.

And we can't use our phone maps, can we?

No.

Hold on.

Whoa whoa whoa.

Where are you going?

Just stay right there.

Wait. Did you see something?

Was it that guy?

Just shut up and stay there.

Well, come on, if you guys want.

Whoa, whoa, woah. Hold up.

What happened?

What do you mean?

What were you doing back there?

What difference does it make?

Whoa! Uh.

That's what we're doing now.

We just follow you, and

you keep secrets from us.

You guys don't have to follow me.

I've made that perfectly clear.

Come on.

What? You're hiding stuff now?

What, are you guys, like,

best friends now or something?

All ganging up on me like that, huh?

What do you think I was doing?

Aren't you seeing me scratching my a*s?

Oh.

Sorry. We didn't have any toilet paper.

Thank you.

Wait, so did you use leaf?

What? We are all

gonna have to drop a deuce in these woods.

I'm just making notes.

Okay.

You guys are on your own on that one.

By the way.

Why are you guys following me?

What do you mean?

I mean, I can't handle a g*n.

I don't know sh*t about

survival or nuclear f*cking w*r.

Just some hopeless

romantic dying to get engaged.

So why are you guys

sticking with me anyway?

Get me drunk enough

and I might spill the beans.

Okay.

[Tense music]

Why are you following me?

Why are you following me?

Why are you following me?

What is it?

It's that guy again.

Where is he?

Where'd he go?

He was right there a second ago.

I saw him, I swear he was right there.

You know, sometimes after

a traumatic event, our brains

become so panicked that it

manifests things that we're

really afraid of.

So you think I'm making this up?

No, not making it up.

I think that you really are seeing him.

But he's not actually there.

Why would it do that?

So the amygdala, the part

of the brain that deals with

trauma and some other things,

it can make us see things that

we're afraid of.

Like he's not actually there,

but Spencer really is seeing him.

So on top of everything else,

you think I'm losing my mind?

I don't think you're losing

it, but I think your brain is

trying to make you face your fear.

What about him is so scary?

I know, creepy guy staring me down.

Brick's getting thrown at us.

Getting robbed.

A f*cking nuclear b*mb going

off and destroying life as we

know it.

All of it.

All of it scares me.

Yeah, but there's

something specific about this.

Okay.

g*dd*mn, Doctor Phil, give her a break.

Just because we can't see it

doesn't mean that her amygdala

or whatever is making things up.

Maybe we just keep missing him.

I just.

I don't know.

It's gonna be all right.

Okay.

Well.

Even if we wanted to take a boat, we can't.

How much further?

No idea.

I'm too hungry to think.

It's probably the dehydration

that's affecting you more.

How do you know all this

psychobabble stuff, anyways?

You Pre-Med?

I took a semester of psychology in college.

I wanted to work with PTSD victims.

What happened?

My mom got sick,

and my family needed help

running the station, so I came home.

That's rough.

I'm sorry.

It all seems pretty inconsequential now.

You know what's really crazy?

This is not what I expected.

What do you mean?

I thought that if there would

be, like, a World w*r three or

an apocalypse or

whatever we want to call this.

I just wouldn't be bored to death.

We're doing all this walking

and walking and walking

and walking, walking.

It's water all around us and

can't even freaking drink it.

I don't know, I just thought.

I thought that I'd be fighting for my life,

picking people off one by one.

Sorry, this isn't all more fun for you.

You know, there's so many movies.

I mean, so many TV shows, so many books.

I mean,

so many stories about

the end of the world and

how it's all going to go down.

I mean, I've probably seen them all.

And you're right, Michelle,

I am kind of surprised

we're not picking people off.

I mean, aside from last night,

we've never had, you know,

aliens or asteroids,

earthquakes or clickers or

viruses. I mean,

we had Covid, but

we've dealt with that now.

I mean, even dealing with that was just

sitting around on our

asses enduring the boredom.

But.

That's real life.

Real life is boring sometimes.

Especially if, you know, we're

trying to stay isolated and be

safe and stay alive.

I don't need this to be

more fun for me, Spencer.

I'm just ready to defend myself.

Are you?

What about that guy that's stalking you?

You mean my hallucination?

Assuming he's not a

hallucination and he comes back.

Are you ready to defend yourself?

Because if he does

anything to us, I'll f*ck him up.

But what would you do?

Would you just let him do

whatever you wanted to you?

To us?

It can't be Kumbaya forever, girl.

Even if it scares you.

You may even have to

defend yourself against me.

Are you ready to do that?

Even if it means

beating the sh*t out of me.

Even if it means k*lling me.

I hate to say it, but I

kind of agree with her.

Sasuke, give me your g*n.

Please.

What are you gonna do with it?

It's time that Spencer learns.

First of all, not all g*ns are the same.

If we had a shotgun, you'd have

to approach whether it's a pump

action or a barrel action.

Now, this is a p*stol.

[Tense music]

f*ck it. She's not even listening,

Wasn't I?

I'm trying to help you.

Are you?

Let's just get going.

Gladly.

What if you're wrong?

What if the world's not over?

Maybe it's not ending.

Maybe it's just changing.

What if.

What if k*lling

someone will still send us to prison?

Think about that again.

When someone has a weapon in

your face trying to take what's yours.

If that happens.

No, no, no, I said when.

What?

What happens when I lose

myself after hurting someone?

If you lose yourself.

I said when?

[Tense music]

[Music continues]

You know somebody who works here?

Yeah.

Totally.

Us gas station people.

We all know each other.

We're in the gas station club.

We're like this.

Come on.

That's not what I meant.

I just thought since you work in the area.

Enough! God damn it.

Sorry, mom.

I'm gonna check it out.

I got the g*n.

Good.

Because in a minute, we're

gonna have to start drinking

our own piss.

What the hell does that mean?

It's.

There's nothing there.

It's been picked over.

We shouldn't go.

There could still be stuff.

We should check it out.

I mean, it could have

fallen under the shelving, like

before, right?

Trust me, there is nothing there.

No, we have to try.

There's a body.

What?

You know what?

f*ck this.

I've been nice for way

too long, and it's getting us

f*cking nowhere.

My head hurts.

That's the dehydration.

I feel like I'm f*cking hungover.

But there was no f*cking party last night.

Gas station girls, right?

There's nothing.

Can I see it?

Not bad.

It's my great grandmother's.

My mom gave it to me.

Is she backing us up?

It doesn't matter.

I mean, this is a stupid f*cking idea.

I mean, it's only been three months, right?

What was I thinking?

Wait. How are you gonna propose?

Doesn't the lady.

Are you a l*sbian?

What? What did I do?

My best friend eats p*ssy.

It's okay.

I heard it's kind of delightful.

Oh, my God, is that not PC?

Oh, come on.

I love my Scissor Sisters.

Okay.

Carpet munchers.

Okay, okay.

Wait wait wait wait wait.

What about beaver eaters?

Ah, you guys are so f*cking sensitive.

She'll probably just go around

in case there's any crazies inside.

Probably.

Oh. Come on.

Good God.

Stand back, little b*tches.

What's that?

Oh, maybe a note.

Vance. We left for Sacramento.

Find us there, if you can.

We're sorry about Fritz.

Your family.

Does that mean it's empty?

That it's been abandoned?

You still have two b*ll*ts left, right?

Just in case.

You guys are cute.

Oh.

Let me guess.

We can't use any of the tap water.

We really need to find bottled water.

Hopefully, if they had any,

they didn't take it with them.

What about this pickle juice?

Yeah.

Will this hydrate us?

I don't know.

It was better than drinking

your own piss water.

Okay.

Hey, don't bogart the pickle juice.

Ah, it feels really good to

drink, but we really need to

find drinkable water.

Let's split up, g*ng.

Oh my God.

Oh my God!

Oh my god.

f*ck!

What is it?

What's wrong?

Are you okay?

It's okay.

Breathe, honey.

Breathe.

sh*t. sh*t. sh*t.

Back.

Back there at the cabin.

Oh my God.

I just I can't, I can't I.

Okay.

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

I, I can't go back there.

I can't, I can't.

Well,

we found Fritz.

Yeah.

There's no bottled water in there either.

I can't believe they just left him there.

They didn't.

They didn't try to bury him.

This is not the time to

be sentimental and sh*t.

f*ck you and f*ck this.

Spencer! Come on.

We have to get inside now.

God damn it!

Okay, we need to find whatever

we can, like, like, blankets

or, like, plastic wrap like this.

And we need to cover up the

windows and do whatever we can

to block out everything.

Just like I did at the gas station.

Okay.

What's going on?

Is there another attack?

There's a storm.

So I'm not afraid of thunder.

The storm could carry

radioactive fallout from the

blast zone.

Oh, sh*t.

Looks like we're staying the night here.

Would you guys ever find water?

No.

sh*t.

But we never finished looking.

Quick, get your phone lights out!

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa.

I thought you said that we were

supposed to stay in the center

of the house.

You know what? f*ck it.

Let's just be quick.

Oh, my f*cking gosh.

Michelle, what are you looking.

Freaking me out?

Tell me I'm hallucinating.

That's definitely not

going to quench our thirst.

More of a wine girl myself,

but it's pretty awesome.

Dave, I'm ready to be brewing it up.

Just keep it away from me.

I already feel hungover.

Oh.

And I found these to.

You mother!

Maybe you've got some ba*ls.

Ah!

Drink up, my friends.

Friends?

If you want.

f*ck it.

Let's bring out the beer.

f*ck it.

Yeah. f*ck it.

To the end of the f*cking world.

Uh.

That was a f*cking mistake.

I'm good.

That's number five for me.

Damn Gina.

I almost forgot about the f*cking storm

and the isotopes

that may or may not be raining down on us.

Uh, I hope they caught

whatever f*ck did this.

Whoa! What happened to all the Kumbaya?

Make peace with your enemies.

You sound like you want to

fly out to Russia and kick Putin's

a*s yourself.

I don't think it was Russia.

Why you got a hard on for

mail order brides and pierogies.

Pierogies are polish.

Whatever.

No, I don't think it's that kind of w*r.

What do you mean?

If we were really at w*r with

another superpower, we'd be

even more f*cked than we are right now.

Okay? There'd be multiple

bombs going off, and we would be

vaporized or.

Or burned or melted.

Wait, so you think this was t*rrorists?

Where'd they get all the missiles?

No, no, dude, they wouldn't

even need that sh*t, okay?

They wouldn't need anything

bigger than, like, a, like a

Hiroshima size b*mb.

All. All they'd have to do is

sneak a few aboard some cargo

ships heading for a port,

cities like San Francisco.

And then that's it.

I mean, for all we know, it

could have been an inside job.

But

f*ck it.

I mean, if all we're trying to

do is survive, then it doesn't

really matter who did

what or or what did who or.

Dude.

Who did who.

You thought way too much about this, huh?

What are you implying?

Nothing. Just.

I'm just saying you need to

stop watching all those Tom

Clancy movies and.

World w*r three movies

and Terminator two sh*t.

You're all paranoid about science fiction.

You know?

Actually, though.

There were these two TV

movies from back in the 80s about

nuclear w*r that were

praised for their accuracy.

What's the scariest thing

that's ever happened to you?

What?

What's the scariest thing

that's ever happened to you?

Well, I mean.

I guess all this is kind

of high on the list, right?

Is it?

I mean, it sucks, but we're okay.

You know.

I don't follow.

Like, what's your point?

Yeah. It hasn't been bad so far.

Yeah. So far.

But what happens next?

Even if we make it to Lodi and

we find what we're looking for, then

what? Then who's going

to try to take it from us?

What are we going to

need to do to protect it?

I mean.

Are we going to have to k*ll someone?

What.

It's like Michelle says.

Kumbaya is useless in times like these.

[Indistinct]

But what if I can't?

You really think you could

actually k*ll someone?

If I had to.

Absolutely.

Then I envy you.

You know, you should

probably save your battery.

Yep. Probably should.

So do you really want to marry

your boyfriend or girlfriend?

I'm not gonna say which.

I like messing with Michelle.

Of course.

I mean, I know I love it.

Um, well, my friend Marty

just thinks I'm afraid to be alone.

Are you?

Aren't we all?

I mean, I guess I just want

some stability, some certainty.

You know, something I can rely on.

But the very nature of life is uncertain

and stability.

I don't know if looking for

that outside of ourselves is a

good idea.

I wish I was as strong as you.

I don't know.

I just don't think that I have it in me to.

My phone's dead.

I'm bored what are you guys talking about?

Nothing.

You know, my mom was supposed

to be with me at the gas station.

She had a doctor's

appointment, so I was there alone.

Luckily.

My mom is sick, so

she couldn't

run or hide in a ditch or walk 30 miles.

I don't know what I would

have done if she was there.

I mean.

She would have wanted me to run

and save myself.

But how could I have?

I can't stop thinking about

what I would have done if she

was there.

No.

What if they had k*lled her

like they did the other gas

station owner?

And there's nothing I

could do to save them?

No, that didn't happen.

Saskia. She wasn't there,

and no one k*lled her.

You protected us, and we're still here.

You didn't even need to protect her.

I just wish I knew that they were okay.

Well, you said she's

going to the doctors, right?

Yeah. In Concord.

My dad was taking her,

and that's probably at a hospital.

Right?

And.

And hopefully poonam's with them.

Oh, damn.

What was that?

Your sister.

A friend, a nurse.

Okay.

Okay. Jeez.

Ease. Shallow.

I was just asking.

I'm gonna go grab another beer.

Well.

If they're at the hospital,

then there's no safer place for

them to be right now.

Yeah. That's true.

Uh.

There's no way to know for sure.

Ten.

Spencer, you asked us why

we followed you all this way.

It's because you're a linchpin.

What?

Is that more psychobabble?

You are a natural born leader.

I, uh, yeah, I don't know about that.

I mean, I could never do what you do or.

Look at all you've

accomplished here Spencer.

After everything that happened

at the gas station, you got me

and Michelle to stick together.

I don't know if you did it on

purpose or what, but you did it.

I think about every time you

ran off when we got into it.

And at first I thought you

were a bit of a frantic coward.

But

when I think back on it, every

time you walked away, we

stopped fighting.

Because we cared more about you

than we did our petty differences.

And you made us into a

team despite ourselves.

I wish my bosses could hear you say that.

Oh, no, they probably did.

I was just going to say I liked her, but.

Britney Pants has got some valid points.

You like me?

You really, really like me.

Oh You think I'm gorgeous?

You want to kiss me?

Well, I'm not having a threesome.

Even if you two are the

only people on this earth.

Which you might be.

I like you guys, too.

I was gonna be a cop, you know.

Really?

Got into police academy and everything.

What happened?

Well.

It was one of these courses,

you know, not the one in the

beginning, but, you know, the

more advanced ones.

The police officer was telling us that

we were going to have to sh**t people,

not real people, but like

mannequins, you know.

Anyways.

We were going to have to determine.

Whether to sh**t the thug with the g*n

or the kid with a soda can.

It's hard, you know,

because your heart's racing.

Adrenaline's going.

Things are happening so fast and.

You can't really see.

So, you know, all of a sudden.

Bam!

You're either dead.

Or you sh**t an innocent child.

I just don't think.

I just don't think I can handle that.

You know?

I think I got you now.

Yeah.

I'm not sure if I do.

I just do what my father.

I told you to sh**t Saskia, remember?

Yeah.

I'm glad you didn't.

Because I probably would have.

I would've chose wrong.

You know?

I kind of like Saskia.

Okay, I think that.

Do not tell her that.

Okay.

I think you should get some sleep.

Mhm.

[Eerie piano music]

[Screaming]

Guys in here real?

Yeah. He's real.

Uh huh.

Why did you k*ll my brother?

I, I didn't.

He k*lled him.

He was dead when we got here.

Then why have you been following me?

You've been following me?

Why are you in my house?

What?

Oh my God. You must be Vance.

How do you know my name?

There was a note.

Spencer, show him the note.

Ah, ah, ah, no. Hands up.

Wait, wait.

Just.

Just let me show you the note, okay?

It was.

It was addressed to you.

The others, they said they went

to Sacramento and they were

sorry about Fritz.

Please. He k*lled himself

before we got here.

We don't want to be.

Any trouble, okay?

Don't let him scare you.

Shut the hell up.

It's bullshit.

You k*lled him.

Yeah, you.

You made it look like a suicide.

Why would we do that?

How would we know your name?

Probably with your.

Silicon Valley bullshit gadget spyware.

God knows what you Feminazis

have been tracking us for years

and now you're trying to eliminate us.

Blew up your own damn city.

Trying to get us.

Shell,

tell him she's telling the truth.

What the hell?

Shut up!

Where is the rest of my family?

The note said they went to Sacramento.

Bullshit.

Did you k*ll them too?

Or you got them tied up somewhere, huh?

No.

No, please, please, please.

Tell me where they are.

Please please.

I tied them up.

I stashed stash them

away so I could t*rture them.

I'm the only one who knows where they are.

Tell me where they are or I'll k*ll you.

See, the thing is, Vance, if you k*ll me,

you'll never find them.

Sounds like quite the dilemma, huh?

Then I'll, uh.

Uh. Then I'll.

Sounds like fun.

Where's my family?

Run, girls! Run!

Come on Vance. Let's dance.

f*ck!

f*ck! Oh my God!

Oh my God!

f*ck!

Guys, let's hide in here.

Guys.

Guys.

No!

[g*nsh*t]

Oh sh*t. Oh sh*t. Oh sh*t.

Oh sh*t. Oh sh*t. Oh sh*t.

What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?

Where is it?

Where's the ring?

No no no no no no no no no no.

[Crying]

What are you doing in there?

Oh, she's hiding silly.

It's what Spencer does.

[Laughter]

f*ck this!

My ring.

[g*nsh*t]

Stay away!

f*ck! f*ck!

f*ck! f*ck! f*ck!

Oh.

No. You can't go out there in the dark.

You'll fall into a ditch.

It's gonna be all right.

Oh.

Yeah. You are great at the

project part, but I think it's.

It's the people part that

you're not so good at.

I don't know what I would

have done if she was there.

It's okay.

Breathe. Honey. Breathe.

Sasuke, give me your g*n.

It's time that Spencer learns.

[g*nsh*t]

f*ck!

f*ck it. She's not even listening.

Wasn't I?

Strength in numbers.

[Rock music]

You're a linchpin.

You are a natural born leader.

[Rock music continues]

[Music continues]

Three.

[g*nsh*t] [Screaming]

[Rock music]

[g*nshots]

[g*nshots]

[Rock music continues]

[g*nsh*t]

[Screaming]

[Rock music continues]

Stop!

Did he do anything to you?

Did he do anything to you?

No.

He just tied us up.

Really badly.

Give me the g*n.

Give me the g*n!

You

leave.

Stay the f*ck away from us.

This is my

family's place.

Whatever. We're not staying.

Just leave us alone.

We're not murderers.

[g*nsh*t]

[Shouting]

Okay, okay.

I was messing that up.

I know, I know what I'm doing.

I said that before.

I can help her.

Okay.

[Screaming]

[Screaming]

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

[Sad music]

We're only two miles from Lodi.

Oh, and, um,

our phones are working, by the way.

Should have saved your battery.

Hey, dad.

Yeah. You guys are okay.

Is Poonam with you?

Yeah. Hey, baby.

Yeah.

I'm so glad you're okay.

Yeah. I love you too.

So you are a l*sbian.

Oh.

Okay, we're gonna come meet you in Lodi.

Okay? I'll be there as soon as we can.

Okay. Okay.

Love you.

Love you.

You know, you guys can tell

me if you're a l*sbian, right?

I'm not.

I don't care.

So you're not gonna tell me?

Oh.

Jeez. Amy.

Are you serious?

That is the most gender neutral name ever.

Whatever.

[Soft music]

Jamie.

You're okay.

How did you find me?

I put a tracer in your phone.

I came as soon as I could.

I'm glad you're clean.

I'm sorry to interrupt, but I found this.

Oh.

You planning on using that?

Yeah.

But not today.

We've got time.

Actually, we might not.

I.

I disobeyed orders to be

here and the way the world is, I

don't know what's going to happen.

I'm not afraid.

Oh, well.

Because I'm scared sh*t less.

I know.

Well,

Mary Anne Spencer Williams,

your chariot awaits.

Definitely not g*y.

Oh, wow.

Holy.

What the hell is going to

happen when we go in there?

[Soft music]

[Indistinct chatter]

[Indistinct chatter]

[Soft music]