- Hi I'm Dietrich.
- And I'm Daniel.
- We're playing, Would You Rather.
- I have Stockholm Syndrome right now.
Blaine, actually, you look pretty good today.
(upbeat music)
- Um, ooh.
♪ I'll tell you all of my secrets after this vile of truth, ♪
Oh my God.
You still have a bit of vomit on your mustache.
- Yeah.
- [Blaine] Second to last episode.
- Yup, almost there.
- Yup.
- I do look forward to not puking almost every morning.
- [Blaine] Any regrets?
- Yeah, yeah a lot. - Yeah, all of it.
- [Blaine] There you go.
- Ready?
Would you rather be buried in a coffin for 12 hours
with just your cell phone,
or smash your cellphone with a sledgehammer
and delete your email account and social media profiles?
- Are you serious?
- [Blaine] Dietrich is this a fear of yours?
- Yeah this is probably my greatest fear.
- Really?
I can't delete my email account.
- I never email, I've got like four different emails
that I made just to make new passwords
on different websites.
- [Blaine] Dietrich where you going?
- Where you going?
- [Dietrich] I'm over here now.
- Are you Blair Witchin'?
- No my, - What are you doin'?
- I'm just not feelin' so well.
- Dietrich if you try to worm your way out of this
with your stupid heart, then I have to do both things again.
I got fucking tased and pepper sprayed yesterday!
- No, trust me, I want to do it but the doctors say,
- Oh, fuck you!
- How can I best help you guys?
You guys are the ones going through this.
What, how can I support you?
- I don't wanna smash my cellphone,
and I don't wanna delete my email.
- So for you, it's being able
to contact people for your job and the money.
- Yes. - Great, okay.
How 'bout you?
- Asphyxiation, elevated, or lowered heart rate.
Lack of safety, paralysis of my joints.
- When we experience our fears and we live through them,
the fear of it is actually worse than the actual event.
And I bet you've experienced that
throughout this whole thing.
- 100%.
- It's when I pooped in front of a group of people.
- Right!
- As soon as the poop came outta me I was just like,
Oh, I'm just, It's just poop, - Right.
- I'm just poopin' in front of people, it's fine.
- Right, the fear is bigger than we are.
- Okay, um, wow.
- I think you just blew Dietrich's mind.
- I'm not gonna, yeah.
I was really transformed for a second, yeah.
- Uh, we're gonna lay in a coffin.
- [Blaine] Good job guys.
- Why did you only throw it,
You only threw it at Dietrich.
- [Blaine] Come on in, look at your coffin.
- Cool, it's a really, it's a really great coffin.
- [Blaine] You guys see the tube?
- Yeah, does this make you nervous?
- [Blaine] I mean, that is your air hole, so.
- But wouldn't it have made sense just to make it a lot
shorter, so that we don't have to,
- [Blaine] We're gonna try
and see how much dirt we can stack up.
(man sighing)
- Everything's gonna be fine.
It's gonna be okay.
- All right.
- Ready? - All right, hold it there.
Breathe, hold, two.
- Okay, I can't do it.
- [Blaine] Can you go ahead and get your cellphone?
- Blaine I can't hear you man, oh God.
- [Dan] Breathe, hold, two, are you
- I fuckin' hate this.
I'm trying to think if I've ever
done Blaine wrong in the past.
- He's not gonna. - Like a long time ago.
- They're not gonna do anything to harm us.
- [Blaine] We are gonna hammer in some nails.
- No. - No you're not.
- No, why? (hammer banging)
- [Dietrich] That's incredibly unnecessary.
- One, two. (hammer banging)
- Fuck.
- [Blaine] Remember exhale longer.
(dirt thudding)
- It's dirt, - Oh, fuck.
- It's only dirt, it's only dirt.
- That is the sound of death.
I feel like that's probably enough dirt.
- [Blaine] Oh, we have a big truck coming in.
(truck whirring)
- Is that a drill?
(upbeat music)
- How you doin'?
- I guess,
(backup warning alarm chiming)
Really bad now that I heard that.
I'm not gonna make it long, just straight up.
- They're playing a psychological game with us.
(upbeat music)
No, come on, don't put on porn!
(woman moaning)
I don't wanna see porn.
- There's only so much you can do in a coffin.
Like, there's not,
I wouldn't even understand further of what they're doing.
( drill whirring)
(upbeat drumming)
- [Emily] Hey.
- Hey lady!
- [Emily] What's up?
- Nothin', Dietrich and I are in a coffin.
- [Dietrich] Hi Emily.
- [Emily] Oh, what if you have to pee?
- Uh, well, they gave us bottles to do that in.
(upbeat drumming)
(softly snoring)
- Oh, God, it is getting,
- Jesus Christ, man, yeah it's really hot now.
- Did it get hotter?
- Yes, I feel like it's increased in heat.
- Man you're gonna hate me for this.
- Don't, what are you doing?
Don't fuckin' get naked right now.
Don't point towards me!
- Hang on.
- God dammit!
Oh, he's using tools!
Oh my fucking God! (man groaning)
Oh my fucking God!
Get me the fuck out of here!
Oh God dammit!
God dammit!
♪ You don't look at the sky ♪
- Hey don't pee, I swear, I swear to fuckin' God
I'll rip your dick off.
- If I were gonna pee, and you ripped my dick off
you'd get urine all over your hands.
(man sighing)
- Do not lean towards me when you pee in the bottle.
I, do not!
- I can't. - Go the other way!
Oh, God!
No!
(laughing) No, no, no!
- Hang on. - Oh his nuts are huge!
You are without a doubt gonna pee on me!
(both laughing)
Your urethra's already coming off the,
Ah! (both laughing)
Blaine, Blaine, Blaine, Blaine, Blaine.
I gonna tell you right now how long it takes for urine
to smell bad on the inside of a coffin.
A second.
♪ Hey I got this ♪
- Where's the other bottle?
- No, just use that one.
- I'm not gonna use that bottle.
- You got this buddy.
Do you want river sounds?
- This is so fuckin' weird.
I can't stop.
I can't stop!
(coughing)
All right man, we're done!
For real.
- Please!
- I'm freakin' the fuck out!
- Just put the cap on it, just.
- Open the fucking coffin!
- [Blaine] Five, four, three ..
- Oh fuck.
- [Blaine] Two, one!
- Get the fuckin' coffin open.
- [Blaine] Oh God.
(both laughing)
- For real, that's no joke.
- That was the fuckin' worst.
- That's no joke.
- I peed all over the floor.
- [Blaine] Overwhelmingly 89 out of 100 people
said they would've been buried.
- No.
- That's so fucking weird to me still.
- [Blaine] So, good job guys!
- Jesus Christ!
- Whatever kill me at this, kill me.
- [Blaine] We have a prize for you,
and it's a little bit of property.
(upbeat music)
- What is this?
Is this some like?
- [Blaine] This is.
- Haunted house bullshit?
What's goin' on here?
- It's roped off.
- [Blaine] We got you guys a plot of land to be buried in.
- Why, why?
I don't, - Just one?
- I like Dietrich, I don't wanna be buried next to him.
Oh fuck you Blaine.
- There's some dog shit right over there.
♪ I'll tell you all of my secrets after this vile of truth ♪
♪ Cause I respect you and lying would be uncouth. ♪