Model House (2024)

[bunniefuu]

Mm.

Mm. These are so good fresh.

You should've come with.

Don't worry.

Bestie of the year,

hooked it up.

Okay. No, no, no, no.

I did not just spend 4.95

on some gluten-free fried dough

for it to go to waste because

you decided to

do keto this week.

Exactly.

Indulge yourself.

And for the record,

I think you look stunning

just the way you are.

Bella,

can we get a selfie with you?

Yeah.

Of course, babes.

Hang on, Syd.

Let's go, girls.

Cute shoes.

Thanks.

Sorry, Syd, yeah.

Oh, don't forget to tag me.

So you're the replacement, huh?

Yeah. Zoe.

-Nadia.

-Yeah, I know who you are.

Cool.

I'm glad you could

join us on such short notice.

You must be pretty stoked.

Oh, I am.

I just...I just kinda wish it

was under better circumstances.

You know?

Yeah.

I guess you should be happy,

but not, like, too happy.

Did you know her?

We were friends,

and we worked together a bunch,

but, uh, Sydney and Bella,

they were roommates.

Come on, Sydney.

Give me something else.

What the f*ck?

She was on the phone

with her when, you know.

Is this your first

swim campaign?

Is it really that obvious?

No.

Well, maybe.

This is my first modeling job.

Whoa.

This is a really good first gig.

And you get to

stay in the model house.

Yeah.

I'm excited about that.

Same. I just broke up

with my boyfriend,

but we still live together,

so I'll take any opportunity

to get away for the night.

Nadia, you ready?

Yeah.

Am I good?

Mm-hm, you look exquisite.

- Good luck today.

- Mm-hm.

Exquisite. Really?

You're k*lling it today,

Sydney.

Thanks, Nadia.

Nadia, Nadia.

You both are doing

really good today.

Yeah.

Yes, let's go.

Let's go, Zoe.

I love it.

Perfect. Perfect.

All right, yeah,

keep your hands up.

So good. So good.

You're a natural.

-Love.

-Yes, babe.

- Mm. Love.

- Oh!

- And this one?

- Love it.

Have

you see that?

And that one?

- Oh, yeah!

- Oh, my gosh, I love it.

-You're a genius.

-I know.

Spaced out. Good, good.

Uh, Zoe. I need you front and

center for this. Come on.

Did he say front and center?

Yep.

Hello?

Hey.

It's Zoe.

Ladies?

I'm back from the hospital.

Yo. Switch with me.

Hey. Sorry, what?

I'm the oldest,

so I get the biggest room.

Model house seniority.

You take it.

No. This is fine.

Please.

You couldn't even get up

there if you wanted to, woman.

My brother and I used to

share a room until is was 14,

and we'd fight over

who got the top bunk.

Well, you would win, so.

How bad is it?

Grade one sprain.

So basically, not that bad.

Surprised

they didn't send you home.

Yeah, well, I'm contracted

for the two days, so.

Well, guess they could still use

that pretty face for close-ups.

Go. The other room's

down the hall.

It's just a right and a left.

Okay.

Oh. Hold on, babe.

What's this?

It's a top this brand sent me,

but I already had one.

Thanks.

I'll go try it on right now.

Okay.

This is not me at all.

Whoa. Can we talk about

how hot you look in this?

Do you think?

Yes, it fits you perfectly.

Give me your phone.

Okay.

Oh, my god.

Are we done?

Oh, um, you're getting a call.

Oh.

Yeah.

-You better post that.

-Yeah, I'll do it later.

Okay, come on.

Everyone's worried about you.

Dude.

You gotta wear

this thing for two weeks?

Give or take.

Could be less if

starts to feel better.

Still cute, though.

Pshh.

Yo.

What's your Insta, again?

It's pr0t0z0e.

Oh, it's zeros instead of ohs.

Proto-what?

It's a play on protozoa.

Uh, bam.

Right.

Is this you?

Barely 10K and

not even verified.

She's just starting out.

You're fine.

Following.

Follow back, please.

Wow.

You both have so

many more followers than me.

Thanks.

Yeah, you gotta

show some more skin.

I think you're

literally wearing, like,

three layers

in every one of your pictures.

It's cold back home.

Where's that?

Chicago.

I live in New York,

and even when

it's snowing outside,

I still let Kendall

and Kylie out to play!

With heavily armed front legs,

the female praying mantis is

a particularly dangerous mate.

No way.

Not the vintage Polaroid.

I'll be using this.

Ooh, I want in.

Ooh, do it for the gram.

Gimme, gimme, gimme.

Praying mantis...

Hm.

It's not what I was

expecting for a late night sext,

but I won't judge.

No,

someone just sent me this.

Someone?

A boy.

Who's been messaging me.

Mm.

You've heard of, uh,

playing possum, right?

Yeah.

Okay, so, supposedly, praying

mantis males play dead too.

But after mating to avoid

being eaten by the female.

First they bite of their heads

and then devour the rest

of the body for nourishment.

Kind of a weird video to send

to a girl you're hitting on,

don't you think?

Yeah, totally.

Hello, ladies.

I know that look.

Somebody has

you dicked down, for real.

- No.

- Guys!

Check these out.

No, put that down.

She was just about

to show us her mans.

He's...he's not my mans.

Uh-huh.

He's sexier than

some of the girls I date.

Let me see that.

How long have

y'all been bangin'?

We're--we're not.

He literally just DMed me.

Yeah, don't do that.

Do what?

Respond to thirsties on DMs.

Models don't respond to DMs.

True.

Give me that.

All right, guys.

Let Zoe talk to

whoever she wants to.

Whatever.

Hm.

You okay?

Yeah.

It's nothing.

Hey. Nadia.

Oh, sh*t. It's Steven.

Ooh, it's about to be

a real life rom-com.

Huh?

Steven was in one of those

made for TV romance movies.

f*cking LA.

Does everyone act?

- Who's Steven?

- My ex.

Anyone going to get that?

I don't think he's leaving.

You better go outside

before he breaks the window.

See. This is exactly why

I don't f*ck with penis.

I've never had these problems.

Not with my king.

This place is rad.

What the hell

are you doing here?

Geeze. No, "Hi, hello,"

maybe a, "Baby, I missed you."

Why are you here?

Well, you ignored my texts.

I got concerned.

I didn't know you weren't

coming home tonight, boo bear.

You know I don't like

it when you call me that.

We may still live together,

but we're not together,

so I don't have to

tell you everything.

No. BT-dubs,

you look amazing AF.

"BT-dubs"?

-Yes.

-"AF"?

-That's right.

-Seriously?

You've only been here

for 30 seconds

and are already annoying me.

Ah, 45 seconds.

Okay, I'm kidding.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Okay? I'm sorry.

But I meant what I said.

You look amazing.

And--and did you get a haircut?

I got a trim.

- You never notice.

- Oh, I notice.

I always notice you.

New haircut, meet

the new and improved Steven.

Um, is that Bad Bunny?

Okay, papi.

Hi.

Look.

We can talk when I get home.

Right now, you can't be here.

How'd you know where to find me?

Uh, we share

our locations with each other.

Remember?

Please let me come inside,

just for one second.

-I'll talk to you for--

-Absolutely not.

- Oh, my god.

- Whoo!

- Oh, my god.

Look.

Our only rule here is no guests,

especially guys.

You're gonna get me fired.

I'm sorry.

I've been

a really bad boyfriend.

I admit that.

But I'm prepared to fix it.

And I'll start by not liking

other girls' pics on the gram.

This isn't about that at all.

Trust me.

I've thought of every way

we can make things work.

But my energy's

not there right now.

Can you not comprehend that?

Nadia, please.

Dammit!

This is the new

and improved Steven?

I'm trying.

We're like,

100 miles from West Hollywood.

You're absolutely crazy

for coming out here.

You're right, I am.

I'm crazy about you.

Steven.

You need to go.

Like now.

Okay.

You know what? It's fine.

And you hair looks the same

as it always does.

Like a big bowl of spaghetti.

God.

f*ck both of you.

- Really, Zoe?

- Sorry.

No, it's my fault.

I've been ignoring him all day.

Stalker much?

No, he's not.

We were together for five years,

I'm just over it.

Uh-huh.

You're better off

without him, anyway.

Men are dogs, all of them.

Yes, they are.

Uh, excuse me.

Excuse me, excuse me.

So, are we leaving our tops on?

What are we doing?

Yes.

Yes, yes.

Oh, there she is.

You getting in with that thing?

It comes off.

Babe, there is a jet

right there waiting for you.

That's the spot.

You're welcome.

Carla.

Truth or dare?

Really?

What is this? Middle school?

You're never too old

to play Truth or Dare.

True.

Okay. Dare.

I dare you and

Trudy to make out.

Down!

Hey, don't you touch me,

cabrona.

Come on, Carla.

It's the rules.

I said, no.

I have a boyfriend.

Respect that.

Okay. Okay.

What about on the cheek?

Hurry up.

- Yes!

- Ay!

- You're disgusting!

- Yes!

Thank you.

And for the record,

that was non-consensual.

Bitch, you loved it.

Should I tag you both?

-Yeah.

-Don't you dare post that.

My boyfriend's

going to propose soon.

I can't be caught

cheating on him.

Don't post that.

Whatever.

Okay, Carla.

Where are you going?

You're supposed to go next.

Forget her.

Nadia, you just go.

Mm, okay, Zoe.

Truth or dare?

Truth?

Hm.

Ew.

Hm.

Mm-kay. I got it.

Who's Do Not Answer?

I saw they called earlier.

Is that an ex?

No.

It's my dad.

I don't talk to him.

Well, how come?

It's okay, Zoe.

You don't have to answer that.

He's an alcoholic.

He'd come home drunk,

and they would argue.

And I'd just run into my room

and close the door.

Because if

I couldn't hear or see them,

maybe I could pretend

that we were normal.

I was 15 when he broke her nose.

Smack!

A backhand to her face.

And when the ambulance came,

my mom told the paramedics

she'd fallen down the stairs.

At the time,

I didn't want anything

to happen to my dad either,

so I backed her story.

But a few days later,

they came and arrested him.

For some reason

she changed her mind.

We moved away,

and I haven't seen him since.

Is she okay?

Yeah.

She's great, actually.

She ended up marrying

her divorce lawyer.

So, I don't know,

maybe everything was

supposed to happen this way.

And Gary's

basically become my dad.

He's been paying

for me to go to college.

Okay.

Why do you all look like Miami

Swim Week just got canceled?

This is for you.

Thanks, Carla.

For you.

Thank you, bae.

Not your bae.

Okay. Agree to disagree.

And last but not least--

Sure, I'll just get my own.

Ugh, after that story,

I'll need two of these.

These look so good,

Carla.

Is there alcohol in this?

Of course. It's a margarita.

I'm actually not 21 yet.

Well, I'm from Puerto Rico,

and you only

have to be 18 there.

So drink up, mama.

Ah, ah, ah, wait.

Before anyone takes a sip,

we first have to take a pic.

-Yes.

-So I can get paid.

-Perfecto!

-Hey.

Oh, girl, I look crazy in that.

Can I repost it?

Of course.

Salud.

-Yes, b*tches.

-Whoo!

Zoe, what are you doing?

Nothing. Nothing.

Get it away!

-Please!

-sh*t. Oh, sh*t!

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Don't, don't, don't, don't.

It's just a harmless

daddy long legs.

Ew!

Ew, ew, ew!

That's disgusting!

Hey.

Sorry for bringing that up

with your dad and all.

No, it's--it's--it's fine.

He calls me

when he's been drinking

and tries to

apologize for everything.

I just stopped answering.

Um, so listen,

I didn't wanna say anything

in front of the girls.

But that guy that DMed you?

Yeah.

Uh, that's

the same guy, isn't it?

I see him everywhere.

His name's not Clyde, it's Zack.

I think you're being catfished.

No.

I don't think so.

Either way, I mean,

you're about to be a big model.

It comes with the territory.

Might as well get used to it.

You really think that?

That I'll be big?

You're here,

aren't you?

And the whole mixed

thing is so hot right now.

But regardless of

what may or may not be in,

I do think you'll be

around long enough

to get first dibs

on your room in a model house.

Thanks, Nadia.

Now, come on.

Let's go get you

some more content.

Okay. Yeah.

Gimme a second.

Zoe, are you coming?

Mm-hm.

-Oh, my god!

-God!

Trudy, your hair!

-Send that to me.

-I'll get it.

Oh! That is so funny.

Hi.

Yeah.

Uh, listen.

I live in the white house

down the street.

You know, the badass

one with the two lions?

Okay?

And unlike others

in this neighborhood,

we live here full time.

Okay?

I know you've probably

rented this house for the night.

I get it. It's cool.

But maybe you could just be

a little bit more considerate.

You know, turn the music down.

That'd be great.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

-We were just work--

-Is there a problem here?

Wow.

Uh.

What is...what is this?

Is this like a...

a bachelorette or?

No.

Just me and my

model girlfriends hanging out.

He lives around here

and was just complaining

that our music is too loud.

Really?

Is that true, handsome?

Uh.

Mm-hm.

No.

I mean, I wasn't,

I wasn't complaining.

I just...

You know what? Forget it.

I'll just, I'll shut my windows.

You know?

I won't hear a thing.

Okay?

Um, but you know what?

Maybe just to be safe,

I don't really wanna

have to go back and forth.

Maybe I should get your number.

You know what I mean?

Zoe. Writing utensil.

Mm.

That way I can just text you,

you know,

if I hear anything else.

Okay. Bye bye, now.

Mm. Right.

Okay. I'll text you.

Okay.

Did you really

give him your number?

I thought you were a lesbian.

I am.

Oh, yeah.

Has anyone seen my jump-rope?

If you're gonna

take it out of my suitcase,

at least put

it back where you found it.

BenDover69, don't be a troll.

You know you have to

pay extra for that.

Where is it?

What?

My jump rope.

You workout?

It's not in here.

Your man is cool

with you doing that?

He doesn't pay my rent.

Is there anything else?

Hey!

What are you guys up to?

Leaving, before

I drop a skinny hoe.

What's that gorda's problem?

I'm so, so, glad

I don't have to whore myself out

for followers like

some people in this house.

But I won't say who.

Carla.

What was that about?

And please, don't tell me

you guys are fighting

over something stupid

like follower counts.

She's just an entitled bitch

who thinks she's hot sh*t

with pinched little waist

and perfectly toned ass.

What's wrong?

Maybe just once,

once, I could feel like

a photographer is happy to

see me, build a sh**t around me.

Not just treat me

like the token curve model

thrown in the mix

to be inclusive.

I try to be confident,

but it's girls like that

that make me feel this way,

like I don't even deserve

to be on a sh**t with them,

or even considered a model.

Bella...

Bella not once ever looked at me

as if I were

any different than her.

Look.

I know you're

going through it right now,

but you have got

to be a team player,

even if you don't like

some of your teammates.

You know, Bella would've

told you the exact same thing.

Here.

I think this might help.

I, I stopped smoking.

Hm.

What was that thing

Bella used to always say?

Indulge yourself.

Mm. That's right.

Indulge yourself, sis.

Are you good?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

Yeah. Hm?

Oh, no, no, no.

That's not for me.

That's for you.

I have a beauty routine to do

before tomorrow's call time.

See you inside?

Yeah.

Great.

Now who's man is here?

Who even

drives something like that?

Okay. This car is sus.

No. Syd, relax.

It's completely normal.

No, no, no, no,

no, no, no more for me.

I'm too tired for this sh*t.

- Shh! Shh!

- Get the f*ck off me!

Shut the f*ck up.

Let go of me!

- Stop!

- Come on!

Ugh, we're gonna

need some more toilet paper,

'cause I just

took a mean, old--sh*t!

No.

Give me your f*cking phone.

Shut the f*ck and

give me your f*cking phone.

Give me your phone.

Give me your f*cking phone.

What--what do you want from us?

Shut the f*ck up.

Did I ask you to talk, huh?

Didn't f*cking think so.

And two, three, four.

Five.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Find her.

Go. f*cking find her.

Get down, now.

Now. Down.

You f*cking

think this is funny, huh?

No.

Shut up.

sh*t.

She's in here!

Don't move.

Let's get the hell out of here.

-Hey!

-What the f*ck, Trudy?

Think about what they'll do

to Nadia if they see us gone.

This happens all

the time back home.

What's up, buttercup?

Go.

f*ck.

She's not going anywhere.

Are you okay?

How much money

did you ask him for, huh?

Shut up!

He won't give it to you.

Don't think they're

after your boyfriend's money.

Maybe this isn't

about you, for once.

No.

No, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

Shut the f*ck up!

Anyone else?

We're not gonna hurt you.

Okay? Huh?

And there's no f*cking ransom.

This isn't a kidnapping.

So you're probably

now wondering who we are

and what we want.

The who doesn't matter.

You don't know us,

and it's probably in your best

interest to keep it that way.

Now the want, well,

the short answer

is nothing from you.

Yes, this is a break-in,

a home invasion,

whatever

the f*ck you wanna call it.

But you're not getting robbed.

Your followers are.

Our followers?

Oh, yeah, honey. Your followers.

We're gonna post a donation

link to your social media pages

that'll be connected directly

to an untraceable

offshore account.

And once we collect the small

sum of one million dollars,

this'll all be over.

You can go on living

your pretty little lives.

And you'll never see us again.

Shut up!

What are you doing?

First,

I'm turning your passcode off.

Second, I'm finding a photo.

Third, I'm coming up

with the perfect caption.

"Please donate to the

Bella Baylor Family Foundation."

You're f*cking sick.

Leave her out of it.

Shut up!

Link in bio.

You can play, too.

Eeny, meeny,

miny, moe, maybe you?

-You? You?

-No.

-Huh?

-No.

-No?

-No.

Is it you? Huh?

Open your f*cking eyes!

Open your f*cking eyes!

You--you're not gonna find

the kind of

photo you're looking for.

No?

What about that?

Aw, there you are.

Look.

Ay!

f*cking pendeja!

Thank you.

A hundred photos

of the same pose.

Really?

All right, last but not least...

Passcode.

Don't f*ck with me!

- Zero!

- Uh-huh?

Zero, zero, zero.

Really?

Thank you.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

Time for the main event.

You already have our phones.

Just take whatever else

you want and get out of here.

sh*t, you were right.

Their followers will do

anything for these b*tches.

Is it working?

Five racks in, and we've

only been live a few minutes.

Look how many

likes we're getting.

She.

What?

You--you said we.

But it's her

that getting those likes.

Yeah, I know.

Here, silence them.

Thank you.

I had my doubts,

but I, I, I think this

is really gonna work.

Yeah, I told you.

I know they say not to,

like, spend your money

before you have it,

but f*ck that.

I'm getting an old school,

Chevy or Lincoln,

two tone candy paint job,

white leather seats.

Something from the '70s, with

22 inch chrome rims, of course.

That'll be fly as sh*t.

You've been watching

way too many rap music videos.

And hydraulics,

'cause we bouncin', girl.

Bouncin'.

Focus.

Bouncin'.

What are we gonna do?

Nothing.

We wait it out.

They already said

they're not gonna hurt us.

It could take days for them

to raise that kind of money.

We won't be here for days.

We're getting

picked up in the morning.

We have a six AM call time.

Close your eyes,

unless you're driving.

I can't believe Nadia

didn't even mention this to me.

I mean, she always asks me

to support her charities.

Chillax, brother.

The new Steven keeps his cool.

Let's do that again.

Yes.

Take a deep breath in.

Donate anonymously.

I never swear.

Nope.

Steven James, 100 dollars.

I'm going.

Eff off! Okay?

Going. I am going.

Swearing

is for people with no...

Our poor followers.

Donating, thinking

they're doing something good.

Trudy.

Do you think

it could be the neighbor?

That creep?

You were so nice to him.

You gave him your number.

Yeah, about that.

What are you guys talking about?

A neighbor that complained

about the music earlier.

-You think it could be him?

-No.

We've been

posting here all night.

It's probably just a crazed fan.

But how would

they know where the house is?

Is something wrong?

No.

Everything's synced,

links are active.

We still have service.

What's up?

It's been two hours.

We should have more than that.

Chill.

No, we need to do something,

to get the money in faster.

We've barely cracked 40 grand.

God.

How does she get so many likes?

It's just a photo of her face.

Like the one before it

and the one before that.

It's 'cause she's mad hot.

Look at this.

Yeah, what about it?

See how many views it has?

Damn.

10 million?

All right, ladies, ladies.

All right, you wanna

help out you and your friends?

Huh?

She's not my friend.

We're gonna go live.

The more they give,

the more you take all off.

No?

Okay.

Looks like

you're in for a long night.

I'll do it.

What are you doing?

I want this to be over.

You?

Back when I was

trying to get more followers,

I would make

twerk videos for attention.

I can do it.

All right.

Don't be dumb.

Oh, guys, we're f*cked.

This got her followers?

Wow.

Oh my god.

Stop.

How was that?

A couple grand is not enough.

Put your clothes back on.

I'll do it.

She's trying to say something.

Stop.

I'll f*cking do it.

Oh, wha-wha-what was that?

I can't hear you.

You wanna do it?

-You wanna give it a go?

-Mm-hm.

All right.

Miss 10 million views.

Get, get up,

get up, get up, let's go.

Go, go, go, go, go, go.

Let the pro do it.

Go see how we do.

And we're live.

my loves.

I need you to

donate to this charity.

The more generous you are,

the more generous I'll be.

Help! Call the police!

We're being held hostage!

Bitch, I never went live.

No!

No!

Help us!

We need help!

Carla!

Carla!

Is she dead?

They k*lled her!

They f*cking k*lled her!

Look what you've done!

f*ck!

What were you thinking?

Well, you saw what she did.

What was I supposed to do?

We just--we just went from

making a few helpless

models' followers send us money

to now...

being guilty of a felony m*rder.

You think she's really dead?

I'm pretty f*cking sure!

f*ck!

f*ck, f*ck,

f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck.

Listen, I-I-I'm done.

-I'm out.

-But no, no, no, no, no.

-You said no one would get hurt.

-Hey, hey.

It's gonna be okay.

All right?

No.

-We're leaving now.

-Hey.

-No, calm d--

-We gotta--

Hey, look at me.

Calm down. Okay?

We're about to be paid.

We're gonna travel the world

in matching Gucci sweatsuits.

We're gonna stay in one of those

floating huts in the Maldives.

Don't forget

about your 22 inch rims.

You still want those, right?

Yeah.

What was that?

Of course I do.

But we're not gonna make close

to the amount of money

that we thought we were.

Okay, let's just

take this little f*cking win

and walk outta here,

richer than when we walked in.

No.

No?

The other side of the world

is just waking up.

Let's just stay an hour,

just one, and then we can go.

One hour.

Yeah, I promise.

Look.

"Are you okay?"

"What happened to your live?"

"Please come back"?

There's hundreds of them.

Can we post something,

put their minds at ease?

Good idea.

Hurry. Hurry, hurry.

How's this for a caption?

"Sorry, the live stream cut out.

The service here is no bueno"?

Sure.

Who the f*ck is that?

Up! Get, get up!

Get the f*ck up.

Come on.

Hm. Very nice.

sh*t.

Unlike, unlike. Dude.

Can I help you?

I'm here to see Nadia.

Nadia?

Yeah. I'm Steven, her boyfriend.

Nice to meet you, bro.

You seeing one

of the models, too?

No.

All right.

Uh, will you just

grab Nadia real quick?

-I wanna talk to her.

-She isn't here.

I think you got

the wrong house, maybe.

Okay.

This is funny.

It's funny, I like it.

Um, she tell you

not to let me in?

No.

Like I said, she isn't here.

It's time for you to go.

Okay.

Sorry to bother you.

No guys in the house, huh?

Go home, my guy.

Hey, you've reached Nadia.

I'm either on a sh**t,

at a casting, or on a plane.

So leave a message,

and if I like you,

I'll get back to you.

Bye.

Nadia, hey.

Uh, I don't like

how we left things off,

so I, I just came back

by to say that I'm sorry.

But this really weird dude

answered the door,

and I remember you said

that there were no guys allowed.

So, you know,

I just wanted to make sure

that everything was okay.

Um, anyhoo.

I will be in my car

for 30 or so,

if you wanna come out and talk.

Okay. I love you.

Um, bye.

No, that's...too desperate.

Go home.

Please, go home.

Okay, just one big

mother truckin' party.

Okay.

What in the?

Oh, my god.

Bro.

I thought I told you to leave.

What is going on, huh?

Huh?

- Keep moving. Walk.

- I'm going, my dude.

Nadia, are you all right?

Mm-hm.

Okay.

I'm gonna get

you all outta here.

Put your w*apon down.

If you sh**t her,

I will sh**t him.

I swear to god

I'm gonna k*ll him.

What are you waiting for?

Don't make me ask you again.

I have day-played many a cop,

and I know my way around a g*n.

Okay, good. Good, good.

Right there.

Yeah, that. One more step.

One more, stop right there.

Very good.

Go back.

Okay, good.

Take the tape off, untie them.

Steven.

Pooh Bear.

It's okay, I love you.

I love you so much.

You're gonna be okay.

What are you doing?

I'm just

reaching into my pocket,

to get something

to cut the zip ties.

Okay, well, well, hurry up!

Start with her first.

Her, my girlfriend.

Okay.

Oh, f*ck!

Steven!

No!

Steven! Steven!

No! Steven!

Oh, yeah, did I hit you?

Dude, my f*cking ear.

Steven!

Steven!

What have you done?

Let me go, and

I won't say a word about this.

Don't come any closer. Don't.

Who the f*ck do

you think you are, huh?

Hey, man.

You're getting

blood on the floor.

Clean yourself up.

Go! Go!

You just had to

go and text him, huh?

He's just here

to clean up after us.

If it wasn't for him, lover boy

would've taken you out.

We'd both be

in the backseat of a cruiser.

Well, the stupid

f*ck didn't have to

come in all bang bang.

You don't think

anyone heard those sh*ts?

No.

The cops

would've been here by now.

That's comforting.

Will you sit f*cking still?

You gonna let me

help you or not?

Yeah.

Look.

We have 50 thousand

untraceable dollars.

Okay?

What isn't

untraceable is our DNA

that's now inside that house.

Now you watch out what

you say about Flip, all right?

That's my brother.

Foster brother.

Just run over there and grab it.

Run.

With that thing on her leg?

At least her legs are free.

Yeah, I don't--

I don't know, Trudy.

What is she supposed to

do with it when she gets it?

sh**t him?

Yes.

I've never held a g*n,

let alone sh*t one.

It's easy.

You just point

and pull the trigger.

Look. He's gone.

Now would be the time to do it.

Come on, Zoe.

Almost there.

She got it.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, Zoe.

Come on, let's go.

- No, no, stop.

- No, no.

Stop! What are you

doing? Don't touch her!

Get away! Get away!

Shut up! Shut up!

-Open your mouth.

-No, please.

-No, please. No, please.

-Open.

That's Carla's blood.

Just chill.

Hey. Hey.

You're gonna be all right.

Please! Please!

-Help!

-The f*ck is he doing?

Do something!

Please!

Stop him!

If only you hadn't seen my face.

What's going on?

Please help us!

Help her! She's choking!

Stop him.

You need to chill out.

You need to chill out.

You need to chill out.

Chill, chill,

chill, chill, chill.

What the f*ck?

Chill.

That's enough, yo.

Hey, babe.

Babe, babe, babe.

Babe.

No, no. Leave it.

You need to breathe.

You need to breathe.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh.

sh*t. We need to get you help.

- We'll get you some help.

- I'm fine.

Just get my money.

I'm fine.

This is all your f*cking fault.

I find it ironic

that the followers

we seem to spend so

much of our lives caring about

are also the reason

we're even in this mess.

And now it doesn't even matter,

because that maniac

is gonna k*ll us.

Don't say that, Trudy.

We've seen all their faces.

They aren't

gonna just let that go.

p*ssy whip, come here.

Be in there, wait for me.

- I gotta talk to you.

- Okay.

Let me see.

You're watching them, right?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Yes.

They may be tied up,

but you still

need to pay attention.

We all have to

meet our end some day.

But not this way, and not today.

We just let these idiots

walk through that front door,

take our phones,

and k*ll our friends.

We've been f*cked with

long enough.

Zoe's right.

Look.

She's not even paying attention.

If we all get up

at the same time,

and suck our stomachs in,

the rope should

just drop to the floor.

Smart. Let's do it.

Okay.

Ready?

Go.

It's not working.

It's too tight.

Wait.

Wait, I have an idea.

There's a lighter in my pocket.

Can one of you guys reach it?

I can. I can.

Yes.

- Got it?

- Yeah.

Hey.

I'm gonna let you putting your

hands on the girl here slide.

It's only because my sister

likes you so much.

Capiche?

Let me ask you something.

Uh-huh.

Why didn't

you cover up your face?

Any one of them can ID you now.

Real f*cking careless,

if you ask me.

Yeah.

And uh, where did,

uh, wearing mask get you?

Man, don't worry.

It's not gonna matter anyways.

-Ow.

-Hurry, hurry.

Trudy.

Come on, Trudy.

Hurry, Trudy.

You know, p*ssy whip,

if you were planning on one day

marrying my sister--

- Foster sister.

- Whatever.

You gotta ask for

the family blessing.

And since

I'm the only family she's got,

well, that means

you gotta ask me.

But I'm not

gonna give it to you.

What's your problem

with me, huh?

Brothers are always

gonna have a problem

with their sisters' boyfriends.

Well, I got a problem with you.

And it's that

I don't f*cking trust you.

I know you sh**ting me

was no accident.

Okay.

Okay?

Yeah.

So, look.

Usually, when I do this,

I like to start at the feet.

So if they come back from

the dead, they can't run away.

You feel me?

Here.

You want that blessing?

No.

I ain't trying to

be a part of this.

Nah, nah, "I'm not

trying to be part of this"?

You--

She was right.

What?

Annie said she didn't

think you had it in you

to do any of this.

She didn't say that.

Well, if she thought

you had the gonads for it,

what am I doing here?

Uh-huh.

Oh, bro, stop, stop.

f*ck, p*ssy whip.

I'm f*cking with you,

p*ssy whip.

f*ck, man! You're f*cked up!

Your face, right.

They only do this

sh*t in the movies, man.

I don't--

It's real f*cking funny.

What are we gonna do, then?

I got it, man.

Hey, bad guys.

Oh.

Hey, yoo-hoo, bad guys.

Hey, can one of you come here

-for a second, please?

-Babysit.

Can I talk to you?

Um, excuse me.

Bad guy?

I really need to

use the bathroom.

You can piss

right where you are.

It's number two, sir.

Well, then hold it.

I really can't hold it.

It would be completely inhumane

to keep me here tied up,

sitting in my own sh*t.

Annie! Annie, wake up!

sh**t those cock suckers!

What are you doing?

You're wasting 'em, sh**t 'em.

Give me the g*n.

Hey, hey, hey!

What are you doing?

Run, Zoe!

Get help!

-Zoe! Run!

-Shut up!

Hey, shut up, shut up.

Listen. If she gets away,

we go to jail for life.

sh**t that bitch.

Stop!

I don't wanna sh**t you.

Come back.

sh*t.

I knew she used it.

Come on.

I know you're in here.

Come on.

Skid mark.

Huh, where you at?

Nadia, duck!

Suck on a fucker,

you f*cking sh*t!

Doesn't feel good not being

able to breathe, now, does it?

Come on.

Hurry. Come on.

Come on, come on.

Come on, please.

Come on, come on.

Help! Help!

Come on.

Hoe.

Babe. Hey, babe. Hey, hey.

Hey, hey.

Wake, wake up.

Hey!

Okay, okay.

Oh, okay, stop. Stop.

Help! Please!

Please.

Please.

Help.

All right.

You wanna try this again?

Okay.

Put the g*n down on the table.

Now.

All right.

Take it easy. You're in control.

Hey. Hey, hey.

Huh?

Take it easy.

You're in control.

Everyone's cool.

This is too easy.

He's bluffing.

I'm bluffing! Oh!

- You got the g*n!

- Stay back! Stay back!

What, are you gonna sh**t me?

sh**t!

You f*cking sh*t at me?

- Sorry, I'm trying!

- What are you gonna do?

- Again!

- It's empty!

The f--

You pull a g*n

on me once, shame on you.

You pull it on me twice...

- Oh, sh*t!

- Oh, my god!

Hey.

You see where she went?

No.

We gotta go.

Come on, untie me.

f*ck! Oh!

Flip.

Flip.

Get me out of this.

assh*le.

Nadia.

Hey. Hey.

The cops are on their way.

I had to come back.

I just couldn't leave you.

You're okay.

Okay.

You're gonna be okay.

You're okay.

Stay with me, you'll be okay.

What?

What did you say?

Look out.

Hey. Hey.

Here.

I just saved you.

Please let me go.

Please. Please. I was only

a pawn in my girl's game.

What is that even

supposed to mean?

I didn't want any

of you to get hurt.

You tried to sh**t me.

Real talk.

She was obsessed with you girls.

Wanted tons of followers.

Wanted to be just like y'all.

She was so hyped

when you talked to her.

And when that link

worked to track your location.

What link?

I don't know,

it was some kind of video.

Video?

What video?

Wait.

Goodguyclyde?

That was her?

Yes!

Yeah, see. I ain't lying.

Now, let me go, please.

Wait. Where is she?

You don't gotta do that.

She--she's already dead.

Tell me!

She's in the hallway.

Let me see your hands!

Let me see your hands!

Walk towards me.

Walk toward me.

Keep your hands

were I can see 'em.

Keep coming. Keep coming.

Keep coming.

Okay, guys, let's go.

Keep your hands up.

Keep your hands up.

All right, come with me.

I got her.

Go, go.

Check the house.

Move, move.

Over there, over this way.

Watch my back.

Got him?

Let's go, stay alert.

Over here.

2632 Kevin.

10-15-one-one,

male suspect at 0257 hours.

1039 Pete Furlong.

10-4,

26 on one white male subject.

10-15 at 257 hours.

We have EMS staging.

Have EMS come in.

10-4.

I have six S-seven

one male, five females.

10-4.

Multiple F-zeros

located as well.

10-4.

26 on Zoe?

EMS 23.

EMS advisor,

26 97.