Did you…
all go to pound town?
Me too.
Step outta your "depresso" I’m-gonna-die-alone-land,
and stop obsessing about Sam.
I thought you quit band.
Yeah, I did.
Here.
What?
Is this my stuff?
Ding, ding, ding.
I know you were always too afraid
to tell anyone about us.
I know that.
And I know that douchebag out there
was squeezing your ass.
You broke up with me.
What's his name?
-You broke up with me. -What's his name, Sam?
-The dude groping you. -Stop! Stop!
-Touching you… -Peter!
His name is Peter!
There's not much of a future in Shadyside with a lesbo.
Best case is what?
Dead on the mall floor after a double shift?
Or maybe...
Maybe if you're really lucky,
you're the one carrying the knife.
Jesus, you're doing it again.
Doing what?
Welcome to the suck. Shit is doomed.
Shit is doomed.
It doesn't have to be.
It's like you wanna lose.
At least I know who I am.
Stop being mad at me
for wanting a different future.
It's not your future
if you're pretending to be someone else.
You gotta be kidding me.
Wait, hey, isn't that...?
Sam.
Where are you going, you pussies?
Open the door.
-Deena. Deena! -...two...
What?
Your nose.
Stop!
Stop the bus!
Sam.
Are you OK?
I'm so- I'm sorry.
Stay away from her you bull dyke freak.
Sam, it's me. I'm here.
Cute sweatshirt.
What are you doing here?
What do you think?
I honestly have no clue.
Oh, Jesus.
This game?
What game? What are you talking about?
I'm talking about your dipshit boyfriend.
Last night, he threatened to kill us.
-"You're all fucking dead." -That didn't mean anything.
And now tonight he's stalking around,
messing with us.
He has been with me all night.
Stop covering for him! He's a bad guy, Sam!
You're out of control!
You are total chaos.
And you have always been.
So don't blame me
when you wake up in ten years
just like your dad -
old and drunk and going nowhere.
OK, first, go to hell.
Second, yeah -
congrats on getting out of Shadyside, Sam.
All you had to do was suck it up, literally,
and swallow some Sunny...
You know what?
I never wanna see you again.
Great. Have a nice goddamn life.
Sam?
I...
brought you...
I always liked this sweater.
Yeah, I know.
If you get blood on it, I'll kill you.
What's happening to us?
There are people trying to kill us.
Dead people.
If you believe my weirdo brother.
That's not what I meant.
Yeah, I know.
Look, I know I always give you shit for, like,
pretending you're someone you're not,
but it's...
It's not really easy for me to...
You know, be like us, either.
Are you giving me a pass?
No.
Fine.
I'm not gonna say what I was gonna say.
Say it.
Maybe...
you're right.
Maybe shit is doomed.
I mean, here we are -
we're together for one night and...
Dead people are trying to kill us.
Holy shit, your shoulder.
It's fine.
OK, well...
Fine or not, we still need to cover it.
This is all my fault.
I'm sorry.
Went I went Sunnyvale,
I ran away from you.
Because you were like...
this reminder...
I was scared... of this.
Of us.
Of me.
And, like, tonight's been the first time
I've felt like myself in...
months.
It's been so long.
I forgot what that... what that felt like.
You make me feel...
like me.
But tonight, even though we are in hell...
I feel like I have another chance with you.
And I'm not gonna lose you again.
Because you and we are the way out.
When this is all over,
I am gonna take you on a date.
We're gonna eat cheeseburgers,
and listen to The Pixies,
and make out and have...
the best night of our goddamn lives.
But right now, you have gotta die.
Now, look at me.
Look at me.
I am going to bring you back.
Sam.
Samantha.
So, I guess...
See you tomorrow.
No.
See you tonight.
I wanted to give you this the other day.
-But... -What is this?
-A mixtape? -Yeah.
But you don't have to...
open it right now.
I knew it.
-He had a knife. -Whoa.
With the kids there? That's wack.
That's fucking right, Josh.
It is wack. Thank you.
Yo, Simon, cash me.
Don't look at me, dude. I'm broke.
You got any change?
Oh...
Let me check.
No. But I...
What do you want?
Where did you learn how to do this?
A lot of people trade hacks online.
Nerd.
So...
When did you get into the fruit business?
What?
The drugs.
Oh, that's just temporary.
Saving up to get out of here.
Take me with you.
So why do you know so much about killers?
Know thy enemy, right?
You hang on to any of that candy?
Yeah.
Do you really think this is going to work?
I do.
Josh?
Can you help me?
Make sure my back is clean.
Yeah.
You're gonna have to look at me.
I think you're all good.
What if...
What if tonight's it for us?
No...
Calm down.
It was barely first base.
Hey.
I'll run interference up here.
Go away, Cindy.
It's me. Nick.
Go away, Nick.
Whoa.
Looks like blood.
Yeah, well, I didn't have a pig, so...
Carrie. Cool.
You've read Carrie?
Yeah.
Second favourite after Salem's Lot.
Still, I don't know, paint seems a little...
pedestrian.
Oh, I'm sorry. Do you have a better idea?
Maybe.
Shouldn't you be, like, turning me in or something?
Well, I should be supervising Colour War,
but...
I noticed you were MIA and...
So you decided to stalk me.
Check in on you.
Clearly you don't need my assistance.
All good. Go ahead.
Carrie on.
What's your idea?
Science and nature.
Alice.
What about you and your sister?
You guys ever get along?
Thought these were supposed to be
easy questions.
Says who?
There are no rules to this game.
I've hated her since I was a baby.
-Next question. -Come on.
Why are you so full of shit?
What?
Nick Goode,
heir apparent,
daddy was the police chief, the king of Sunnyvale,
and now you're gonna be the same.
Except it's all make believe.
The truth is you like Stephen King
and spiders and...
the weird girl from Shadyside.
Alright, first of all,
Stephen King
is, like, super popular.
And second...
I can't like the weird girl.
Why not?
Because I'm a counsellor.
She's a camper.
Last year for me. First year for you.
Plus...
how will I ever get to know her
when she keeps dodging my questions?
Would you ever kiss the weird girl?
They're getting on the bus.
And we have to go right now.
No, I can't. My sister.
-She's still out there. -Please, Ziggy.
I know I've let a lot of people die tonight.
Nick, this isn't your fault.
But not you.
I'm not letting you die.
Because... yeah.
I do like the weirdo from Shadyside.
And I was thinking
that maybe once we get out of this we could...
We could start a book club or something. Maybe...
I don't know, Stephen King's new one
is supposed to be good, I hear.
I think I'm done with King.
Judy Bloom for me from now on.
Yeah, Judy Bloom sounds perfect.
You believe me, right?
About the curse?
Of course.
I am different.
Now come on. We gotta get out of here.
As soon as we do, we'll call the cops.
Your sister is gonna be alright.
But first, we gotta get on that bus.
Breathe.
On most days...
I wish I had stayed dead.
Wait?
Wait, you're Ziggy?
It was her.
Sarah Fier.
The witch.
The curse.
It's real.
I thought he was different.
I thought he would believe me.
But Nick had a destiny in this town.
And you don't become sheriff talking about ghost stories.
What the hell happened here?
Tommy Slater.
He just went crazy.
Fuckin' Shadysiders.