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[pensive music playing]
[girl] Everyone always said I'd end up this way,
that my last name is cursed,
and I'd be dead or a killer before graduation.
[sirens wailing]
And in a way, I guess they were right.
["Vengeance" by Power Glove playing]
[girl] This is where it all went down, Shadyside,
where the future crawls to die.
Unlike our perfect neighbors in Sunnyvale,
we're kind of a shit show.
People say this town is cursed,
that something happens to people to make them… snap.
-[gurgling] -[screaming]
-[slashing] -[thuds]
Not everyone wants to be known for that. Especially not Vice Principal Brekenridge.
-Ramone! That goes over there. -Yeah, right there.
[girl] She used to run a convent for reforming bad girls.
You know where that goes.
[girl] Now she's reforming Shadyside.
That guy beside her?
Principal Wayland.
He's technically in charge, but we all know who pulls the strings.
It's all been leading up to prom.
Shadysiders, this is Harmony LaFay, your favorite school reporter,
bringing you all the breaking news as we count down to the big night.
That's right. Only two days to go until senior prom!
[boy] Eat a dick, LaFay!
[chuckles softly]
[girl] And prom queen.
The perfect girl to represent the perfect new Shadyside.
Six of us are running.
And here's our red-hot favorite.
[girl] Tiffany Falconer, leader of the Wolfpack.
Your typical mean girl has tormented me since birth.
And her competition?
How's it feel to be prom queen favorite, Christy?
Better than sex.
-[engine revving] -[tires squealing]
Later.
[Lori] Christy Renault, small-time weed dealer, big-time rebel.
I'm pretty sure she's only running to piss off Brekenridge.
And Tiffany's Wolfpack.
Linda.
She has perfect grades.
And thanks to her, so does Tiffany.
Debbie. Tiffany's mouthpiece.
She can ruin a reputation in a single lunch period.
Melissa. The lapdog.
Tiffany says, "Jump." Melissa says, "How high?"
And then there's me,
Lori Granger, the final candidate.
Unlike Tiffany, I'm definitely not popular.
I've learned to keep my head down, but it's time for something to change.
Not everyone is obsessed with prom.
Megan Rogers.
Stoner. Horror nerd.
My best friend.
Megan thinks prom is super lame, but she's got my back.
["Vengeance" continues]
It would be a cold night in hell if I actually won prom queen,
but it's senior year.
This is my last chance to show everyone I'm more than just a Shadyside sob story.
But shit, I didn't know the half of it.
Everyone knows what aspiration means, right?
Breathing through your ass?
-[students laughing] -[teacher] Now listen.
You're all representatives of Shadyside. Your future job matters.
And if you want to be successful,
you need to show that you're special.
And a great resume is one way to do that.
You also need ambition.
Devlin. What do you want to be?
-What do you mean? -After you graduate.
What's your plan, buddy? Are you even listening?
[boy 1] Is jerking it for Jesus a job?
[students laughing]
[teacher] Okay, enough. Focus, people.
Lori Granger. What about you?
Oh, she's going to be a writer.
[girl] Writer my ass.
-[teacher] There's no writers from Shady. -What's she going to write?
"My mother stabbed my dad in the face," by Lori Granger.
[students laughing]
She didn't do it.
[Debbie] Who did it then?
Granger's in denial. It's tragic.
[students groaning]
[Megan] Motherfucking Wolfpack.
[teacher] Okay, settle down, everyone.
Listen, it's okay to dream,
but it's also important to be realistic.
[taps on table]
Okay, everyone.
Let's get back to those resumes.
[Tiffany whispers] May your dad rest in hell, Granger.
[foreboding music playing]
[objects clatter]
Megan.
[girl] Oh my God!
Holy shit!
This is on you, you evil fucks!
[all screaming]
[crying]
[laughs]
[students sigh in relief]
Gotcha.
-That's not funny. -[girl 1] What the fuck?
-Are you crazy? -[girl 2] Can't you see she's psychotic?
[teacher] Megan Rogers.
Principal's office right fucking now!
[Megan giggling]
Epic.
-[Tiffany] Piece of shit, Rogers! -[Megan humming]
-[boy] Mental case. -[Lori] Stop.
[both chuckling]
You're done!
Simulated self-mutilation.
I bet no one's ever been written up for that before.
-[chuckles] It was epic. -[giggles]
It might just be your masterpiece.
[Megan] And even Christy dug it.
It was fucking sick. Did you see their faces?
Serves them right.
Can't believe they dredged up your family stuff again.
-[blows raspberry] -Your mom's innocent.
-When are they going to lay off? -It'll never stop.
[Megan] Fuck them.
Could you imagine if you actually won? Their puny brains would explode.
Thanks.
Oh my God.
I am never gonna find a prom dress.
-[chuckling] -Ever.
[Megan laughing]
-I rented The Lost Boys again. -Yeah?
If you wanna come over tonight and watch it.
Well, you know I love Kiefer,
but I had to pick up shifts to pay for my dress.
Are you still going to be my prom date?
I'll need you to survive that suckfest.
-Always. -Mm-hmm.
-[chuckles] -[Lori] Who else would I go with?
[somber music playing]
Order's up!
-[Debbie] Hey! -[Melissa] Hello.
Can you scoot over? Um…
It's official.
Student council said that Christy is the people's choice for prom queen.
-Are you fucking kidding? She's a skank. -Yeah.
-And her boyfriend's, like, 30. -[all laughing]
Wait, wait, but, like, bad girls are kind of hot right now.
Bad girl? She's a walking Monistat ad.
[all laughing]
-Three foot-longs and a cheeseburger? -I have the burger.
Thank you.
["Are You Ready" by Henry Wilson & The Bluenotes playing faintly]
Hey, waitress!
Bring me an extra fries?
Hmm. Coming right up.
[Tiffany] Thank you.
[chuckling] That dress is really bad.
-Imagine what she's gonna wear to prom. -I wasn't gonna say it.
You can't win prom queen in a heinous dress.
[Tiffany] You can't win prom queen when you're a Granger.
["Teen Age Confession" by Ted Embry playing]
[doorbell chiming]
[man] We're closed.
Hi.
Oh, you got my jacket.
-Thank you so much. They cost a fuckton. -Yeah. I'll bet.
-You working late, huh? -Yeah.
Are you excited for prom?
Um…
Sure. [chuckles softly]
So you still want to be a writer?
It's not really a thing.
[chuckles softly]
I think it's cool.
Ever since we were kids, you always had these big plans.
Tiffany and my parents,
they think I'm not gonna amount to anything.
You know?
Like I'm nothing.
I think everyone feels like that.
That I'm nothing?
[chuckles]
You know what I mean.
[clicks tongue] Yeah.
Well, thank you.
For this.
-No problem. -[chuckles softly]
Have a good night.
[chuckles softly]
Bye.
♪ …every dream ♪
♪ To come true ♪
♪ Every dream to come true ♪
[music stops]
[dog barking in distance]
You went shopping?
Yeah.
It's for prom.
I used my tips.
All right.
[pensive music playing]
[Megan on phone] Is your mom still acting weird?
[Lori] Yeah. I thought she'd be excited I'm running for prom queen.
I've got a double tonight, so set your alarm.
[Megan] She was nominated for hers, right?
[Lori] Yeah, but they canceled her prom after my dad.
[Megan] Maybe it just brings up bad memories?
[Lori] Hmm… I guess.
Speaking of prom, you get your stash?
[Megan] Ugh. No. Christy's supposed to bring it tomorrow.
[Lori] You could get high and watch my rehearsal.
It would annoy Tiffany.
-Please, gag me with a spoon. -[Lori chuckles]
-How's the evil witch across the street? -[Lori] You mean Tiffany or her mom?
[Megan chuckles] Nancy Falconer. I don't know which one is worse.
[Lori] Ain't that the truth?
[footsteps approaching]
[relaxing saxophone music playing]
[squealing]
Dan!
Dan! [snaps fingers]
Come and look at our beautiful daughter.
[Dan gasps]
Wow!
What do you think?
I think I'm looking at the next prom queen.
[chuckling softly]
[Nancy] Just be Tiffany Falconer, and you can't lose.
You know why?
Because you're special.
Repeat after me.
I'm special.
-You better believe I am. -[laughs]
[doorbell rings]
I'll get it.
[door opens]
-[Melissa] Hi, Mr. Falconer. -[Dan] Melissa.
[Nancy] Hi, Melissa.
[Melissa gasps] Oh my God!
-You like it? -I love it!
-[chuckles] -You are so going to win prom queen.
[Tiffany] No!
You're going to win prom queen. You're so much prettier than me.
Oh no, no. I mean, my… my dress is… is disgusting.
Come upstairs. I have a ton I don't wear anymore.
-[chuckles softly] -[Nancy] Aw.
You two are so sweet.
Let's go.
["White Wedding - Pt.1" by Billy Idol playing]
♪ Hey, little sister What have you done? ♪
♪ Hey, little sister Who's the only one? ♪
♪ Hey, little sister Who's your Superman? ♪
♪ Hey, little sister Who's the one you want? ♪
♪ Hey, little sister, shotgun ♪
♪ It's a nice day to start again ♪
[giggling]
♪ It's a nice day For a white wedding ♪
♪ It's a nice day to start again… ♪
[gasping]
♪ Hey, little sister What have you done? ♪
♪ Hey, little sister Who's the only one? ♪
All right, dude, what are you? Fucking Pablo Escobar?
I told you it's the shit. Acapulco gold.
Hands off the car.
Want to ride back into town, huh? It wouldn't hurt. I can fit.
You think I'm driving my baby into that shithole?
Right.
-You think I want to get robbed? -Well, I'm sorry, Sunnyvaler.
[engine revs]
[tires squealing]
[engine revving]
[tires squealing]
Don't want to get robbed? [scoffs]
Too late. Already paid double.
[train horn blowing]
[brooding music playing]
[glass shatters]
[music intensifies]
Hello?
[metal clanking]
[foreboding music playing]
[Christy] Hello?
[dramatic music playing]
[gasps, yelps]
[Christy grunting]
[whimpering, panting]
[screaming]
[crying]
Please, no! No, please!
[screaming]
-[thuds] -[blood splatters]
[school bell rings]
[PA chimes]
[woman over PA] Senior Shadyside students,
don't forget senior prom is coming up. Tickets are…
So, Christy's a no-show. Hopefully the bitch OD'd.
[chuckles] Ouch.
Brekenridge is gonna go nuclear. She'll kick her out of the competition.
-Good riddance. -Hmm.
[Linda] Vote Linda for prom queen.
Linda made flyers?
[gasps]
-No, she didn't. -[Linda] Linda for prom queen.
So, where is Christy Renault?
Oh, I don't even think the parents know half the time.
I hear she's been with an older boy.
Struttin' around in red cowboy boots. Weekend orgies.
Wowzers.
[Dolores] Wayland.
-[boy chuckling] -[indistinct conversation]
[Megan] Really?
King of the jock straps, still?
I thought you got over that in the fourth grade. [scoffs]
Ooh… Hey, ladies!
Any requests for tonight?
You're looking at Funkmaster Freddie, your DJ for prom.
Um…
Play some Prince?
-Sure. Prince is cool. -No, no, no, no. Hey, dickwad.
Don't think about playing any of that weird shit, okay?
You play what I say.
-[Freddie] You gotta be kidding me. -Whoa. That's the playlist, all right?
Stick to it, or I'll rip your lungs right out.
Hey, ladies. What's up?
[school bell rings]
Would the prom candidates move into the assembly hall?
[Dolores] Let's go up to the stage.
[pensive music playing]
Come on, Lori.
Miss Rogers, back to class.
Christy Renault is absent, therefore she is disqualified.
Now, let's do a practice run for the crowning ceremony.
Everything needs to be perfect.
[Melissa] You're gonna win, man.
-[Tiffany] No! -[Melissa] Yes, you are.
I don't care who wins tonight, as long as it's one of my girls.
-Stop! -I love you guys so much.
-I love you! -[all giggling]
[pensive music continues]
Way to go, Lori. I got a few people voting for you tonight.
Really?
Fuck the Wolfpack. Stick it to the man.
[Lori] Thanks, Spider. [chuckles softly]
[Dolores] Miss Granger, you deserve this.
This is your time to shine.
I knew your mother.
It was terrible what happened to her,
to be accused of something so horrible.
This is the new Shadyside. It's the promise of a bright future.
Perhaps this is your chance to fulfill that promise.
[music continues]
[Tiffany] Ah… Lori!
Hey, hey, hey!
-[car honks] -[chuckles]
Aw. Working before prom? How tragic.
I just have to say,
I'm so impressed that you're actually going through with it.
You know, considering all your nasty family stuff.
My mom said everyone really hated your mom for ruining their prom.
-[Lori] What's your damage, Tiffany? -[chuckles]
I just don't want you to embarrass yourself, Lori.
Competing at prom in a second-hand dress and no date? Ugh.
Sure hope you don't make your whole situation so much worse.
Are we done, Tiffany?
No.
I'm warning you, Granger.
Don't cross me.
["You've Got Another Thing Comin'" by Judas Priest playing]
♪ You're thinkin' like a fool 'Cause it's a case of do or die… ♪
Hey, Jimmy. Is Christy around?
[Jimmy] No, she ain't.
[Megan] Where is she?
That's what I'd like to know.
She has my prom stash, and I'm down to my last joint.
-So what am I supposed to do? -[Jimmy] Ugh.
Jeez.
I don't know. I can hardly wait for the next installment.
[Megan] You're her prom date. Shouldn't you know where she is?
-[door slams] -[exhales]
[suspenseful music playing]
[music intensifies]
-Hey. -Hey, Lori.
How's it going?
Prom tonight.
[perilous music playing]
Cheeseburger?
And a Coke.
[indistinct conversation]
Move over.
More, more, more, more!
Perfect.
Ready?
[camera shutter clicks]
All right. Okay.
Thank you.
Okay. Bye.
[man] Have a great prom.
[Nancy] Honey.
It's showtime.
[music fades]
[sighs]
[inhales deeply]
I just want you to know, whatever happens tonight,
I am proud of you.
Thanks, Mom.
Now don't fuck it up.
Losing prom to a Granger…
Can you imagine?
We'll leave in five!
[brooding music playing]
-Hey. -[Lori] Hey.
I was really excited when I was running for prom queen.
Everyone thought I would win too.
But then with everything that happened with your father…
Lori…
I'm so sorry you've had to carry the weight of all that.
I know.
Okay, Mom, I know.
[inhales deeply]
I guess I just thought if I ran,
it's not just for me.
-You look beautiful. -[chuckles softly]
Thank you.
[stirring music playing]
This is it, Shadysiders. Senior prom, the night we've all been waiting for.
And Harmony LaFay, your favorite school reporter,
will be bringing you all the drama and excitement,
as well as that all-important prom queen vote.
With Christy Renault ditching prom…
[Christy grunts]
…the race seems wide open for Tiffany to take the crown…
Don't forget to vote.
[Harmony] But we do have our underdog, Lori Granger.
Some would say she's a classic Shadyside tragedy.
A sordid past, a murderous mother.
Can she win over the student body and prove redemption is possible for her
in Shadyside?
Or is the Granger name cursed?
["Never Gonna Give You Up" by Rick Astley playing]
[Dan] You have the tells. [clears throat]
Yep, you're better than that.
♪ You know the rules and so do I ♪
♪ A full commitment's What I'm thinkin' of ♪
♪ You wouldn't get this From any other guy… ♪
-Mom, not in front of everyone. -[boys laughing]
Devlin, you're still breastfeeding?
The milk of Jesus.
-[smacks lips] Mmm… -[laughs]
Spider, get me a tight on Brekenridge. Get me a tight on Brekenridge.
Welcome, class of '88, to your senior prom!
[all cheering]
Oh, uh, and just a reminder, we have a zero-tolerance policy on alcohol.
[students] Boo!
And recreational drugs.
Boo!
Voting begins at 11:00 p.m. for your prom king and queen.
Let's hear the candidates introduce themselves.
Remember, your candidates should be judged on their behavior here tonight.
Vote for the candidate you believe best embodies the values of this school.
-Tiffany Falconer for prom queen! -Whoo!
Let the candidates come up to the stage.
[all cheering]
♪ Never gonna say goodbye ♪
♪ Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you ♪
♪ Never gonna give you up… ♪
-Back up, Freddie. Move. -What're you doing?
[music stops abruptly]
Where are the other girls?
[girl] Your mom's a fucking psycho, Granger!
Norman, get the mic. Clear it.
[Wayland] Oh.
What is going on?
["The Look" by Roxette playing]
[students cheering, applauding]
♪ Walking like a man Hitting like a hammer ♪
♪ She′s a juvenile scam Never was a quitter ♪
♪ Tasty like a raindrop ♪
♪ She's got the look ♪
♪ Heavenly abound ′Cause heaven's got a number ♪
♪ When she's spinning me around Kissing is a color ♪
♪ Her loving is a wild dog ♪
♪ She′s got the look ♪
♪ She′s got the look She′s got the look ♪
♪ What in the world can make A brown-eyed girl turn blue? ♪
♪ When everything I′ll ever do I do it for you ♪
♪ And I go, la-la-la-la-la ♪
[music stops]
Wowzers.
[all cheering]
♪ Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na ♪
♪ Na-na-na-na-na-na, she′s got the look ♪
♪ She′s got the look ♪
♪ And she goes Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na… ♪
Jeez, they spiked the shit out of this.
Good.
♪ She′s got the look ♪
♪ And she goes Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na ♪
♪ Na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na ♪
♪ Na-na-na-na-na-na, she's got the look ♪
-[music stops] -[all cheering]
Whoo!
That was pornographic.
Oh, Dolores, it's 1988. They worked hard on that routine.
-[giggles] -Oh my gosh.
-That was killer. -That was incredible.
Even though you were a bit late on that cue. [giggles]
[in blunt voice] I thought I was quite clear
what's expected of you tonight.
[giggles softly]
["Cruel Summer" by Bananarama playing]
They totally fucked me.
[Megan] Don't sweat it.
They probably didn't even notice you.
Well, I mean, not amongst that star-spangled nightmare in spandex.
I need them to notice me. That's the whole point.
Come on.
[indistinct conversation]
You looked smoking hot up there.
Yeah? Did you get the rest of my flyers?
Ah… Shit. Sorry.
Jeez, Bobby.
Come on.
[brooding music playing]
-Vote Tiffany. -Are you kidding me? I'm a candidate.
Well, technically, but you're not gonna win, are you?
Nobody's gonna beat Tiffany.
She's so…
Awesome.
-Perfect. -I'll tell you what Tiffany Falconer is.
She's a weirdo who trained her dog how to lick her--
Stop!
Feet. [scoffs]
Tiffany Falconer is an inspiration.
Okay, well, one day they're gonna catch you wearing that girl's skin.
You're both disgusting and weird, and that's why you'll get no votes.
None. Nothing.
[Bobby] Everyone was watching you, babe. You're totally winning prom queen now.
I mean, I didn't know you could dance like that.
[Linda] All of us did the dance, though.
Well, yeah, I know, but, like, you're nice, and you're sweet.
[Linda] Being nice and sweet doesn't get you anywhere.
You have to stand out to win.
This is Shadyside.
Nice girls don't win.
Hey.
[ominous music playing]
What the fuck?
[exhales]
I'm gonna cut the bitch that did this.
[door creaks, slams]
[Bobby scoffs] Okay, what's going on?
[Linda] It's probably the same asshole who screwed with my flyers.
Hey! Asshole!
[Bobby] Hey, come on, where are you going?
-[slashing] -[Linda grunts softly]
Linda?
[breathing shakily]
[nervously] Okay, come on.
Messing with me?
[Linda shuddering]
[breathing weakly]
[gasps]
Jesus, Linda, you scared me.
-[breath trembling] -[blood dripping]
[gasps]
[breathing heavily]
[blood gushing]
[eerie music playing]
[breathing heavily]
[dramatic music playing]
[straining]
[screaming]
[struggling]
[panting]
[struggling]
[screaming loudly]
[groaning]
[breathing heavily]
[straining]
[muffled screaming]
-[metal clangs] -[groaning]
[screaming loudly]
[crying]
[grunting, panting]
[Bobby yelling]
[panting]
[groaning]
[dramatic music playing]
-[thuds] -[music stops]
["I Think We're Alone Now" by Tiffany playing]
♪ Children behave ♪
♪ That's what they say When we're together ♪
♪ And watch how you play ♪
♪ They don't understand And so we're ♪
♪ Running just as fast as we can… ♪
[boy] Oh no, no, no, no, hey.
What did I tell you, dickwad?
Play that record, and you'll be shitting teeth.
Okay.
Punk.
[Lori] Freddie, could you play "Gloria" for me?
[Freddie] Go talk to that fifth-year senior.
My hands are tied.
Hi.
Hi. You remembered your jacket tonight.
Yeah, I did.
That's a really nice dress.
Much cooler than the stars and stripes.
-You think so? -Yeah.
I do.
[romantic music playing]
[screaming]
Oh my God! It's Tiffany!
-[students screaming] -[boy] Tiffany!
It's Tiffany!
[all screaming]
[all exclaiming]
[Tiffany] Jesus Christ!
What is going--
Who is responsible for this?
[Tiffany] Miss Brekenridge, as if we don't know.
How could you do this?
We have been waiting all of high school for this night.
Everyone in this room, this is a very special night,
and you are ruining it!
I literally have no idea what you're talking about.
[whining]
You're the only person that hangs out with this creep,
so you had to know she was planning it.
I didn't.
[Dolores] Miss Granger,
this is not the behavior of a Shadyside prom queen.
Miss Rogers, we cannot prove you did this, but be warned, we're watching you.
One more infraction…
Wayland.
Oh, uh, yes.
[Tiffany crying]
You're freaks.
[Tiffany continues crying]
Put the music back on.
["Self Control" by Laura Branigan playing]
Lori. [giggles softly]
Lori. Okay, now that was my masterpiece.
[sucks teeth]
♪ City light painted girl ♪
♪ In the day… ♪
Lori Granger, really?
Since when do you care what these people think of you?
[Lori] I want to win prom queen, Megan.
I want something to change.
And blowing everything to pieces every time,
it… it makes it worse.
-So I'm the problem? -I didn't say that.
[Megan] What do you think this will change?
You can't rewrite the past, Lori.
There are no fairy-tale endings in Shadyside.
I feel like you, of all people, should get that.
[somber music playing]
Fuck. I'm sorry.
[somber music continues]
Jesus, I need a fucking joint.
[girls giggling]
-["Hungry Like the Wolf" playing] -[all cheering]
♪ Darken the city, night is a wire ♪
♪ Steam in the subway Earth is afire ♪
♪ Do-do-do… ♪
Look at her.
Kissing ass, as usual.
What does Tiffany even see in her?
-Judd. -Huh? Sorry, what?
Why does everything have to be about Melissa when I've had her back for years?
I've done literally anything she wanted me to do.
Nasty shit.
I know where the bodies are buried.
Tiffany Falconer better remember that.
Hey, I got you something.
Let's go somewhere quiet so I can give it to you.
-You think I'm falling for that shit? -No, I really did.
-Really? -Yes. Yes.
♪ In discord and rhyme ♪
♪ I'm on the hunt, I'm after you ♪
♪ Mouth is alive With juices like wine ♪
♪ And I'm hungry like the wolf ♪
♪ Stalked in the forest Too close to hide… ♪
Jimmy.
♪ Do-do-do-do-do… ♪
[door slams]
[foreboding music playing]
[music intensifies]
[Wayland] Lori,
there's a delivery for you in the office.
-A delivery? -Looks like someone's got an admirer.
Hey, wait up. Have you seen Christy?
What do you think I'm doing here?
I haven't seen her in 48 hours.
I've been with that girl for two months. I know her better than anyone.
Why isn't she here?
Maybe you should talk to the cops.
I already did that.
Shadyside cops don't give a shit.
[engine starts]
[Debbie] Why are you so obsessed with this place?
-I'm not obsessed with this place. -You are. Why do we keep coming here?
'Cause it's sick.
We could shoot our music video here.
[Debbie] I'm not going to fuck you in this dirty basement again.
But, babe, this is our spot.
[exhales]
Wow.
[Debbie gasps]
Oh my God.
Judd, is this your mom's?
Don't sweat it. It'll look better on you.
Here, turn around. Let me put it on you.
Lori Granger?
[Lori] Yeah?
Sign here.
Who are they from?
How the fuck should I know?
[door creaking]
[door closes]
[foreboding music playing]
Aw… Baby, I love it.
Uh…
-I'm still not falling for this shit. -Hmm.
We'll see about that.
What else does your mom have?
[rustles]
[Debbie] Did you hear that?
Ah… It's probably just rats.
You know, Stoker said he found one down here.
It was as big as a--
[whirring]
[screaming]
[frenetic music playing]
[Debbie screaming]
[Debbie screams]
[gasps, yelps]
[sinister music playing]
[gasping]
-[door opens] -[girl screaming, laughing]
[girl speaking indistinctly]
[sinister music continues]
[breathing heavily]
[Debbie] No.
[music intensifies]
[whirring]
[yelps]
[electric buzzing]
[whirring stops]
[Debbie gasping]
[suspenseful music playing]
[all exclaiming]
[suspenseful music continues]
[eerie music playing]
[gasps] Fuck!
-Roses? -[exhales]
Could anything be more tacky?
Who are they from?
It's none of your business.
Maybe it is.
What do you mean?
I mean, my boyfriend.
All that staring and watching.
[exhales shakily]
[footsteps approaching]
[Melissa] Oh, hey, there you are, Tiff.
Hey, Mel.
Lori's been sniffing around Tyler.
Really?
Yeah.
Like a psycho.
And we all know what happens when a Granger falls for someone
way out of their league, don't we?
Crazy, slutty Rosemary fell for a beautiful Sunnyvale boy.
You can stop. I've heard it a million times.
[Tiffany] But the boy didn't really love her, did he?
[inhales]
[smacks lips] No, he just hopped across the tracks when he wanted an easy lay.
So when Rosie's belly got big, he just bolted in the other direction.
[clicks tongue]
But…
Rosemary followed him.
All right, stop.
[Tiffany] And she watched.
And she stared.
And finally, she slit his throat
and left him to bleed out by the side of a dirty old river.
That's enough, Tiffany.
The police couldn't prove it.
But everyone knew she did it.
And they've talked about it ever since.
And who was Rosemary's baby?
[clicks tongue] It was little Lori Granger.
Your mom's a murderous freak.
The Granger name is tainted.
And you want to be prom queen.
Hmm.
You're nothing.
You're no one.
Go home, Lori.
[scoffs]
Not cool, Tiffany.
Melissa?
[electrical buzzing]
-["White Lines (Don't Don't Do It)" plays] -What the hell?
Hey!
Hey, Stoker!
What gives?
[exhales] Could you take a look at that, please, Mr. Stokeland?
Sure. Why don't I stick the mop up my ass and wash the floor while I'm at it?
Uh, thank you. Thank you, Mr. Stokeland.
You having a good night?
Yeah. Night of my life.
[drink pouring]
This can't be on Judd's playlist.
Judd's vanished.
He's been in your face all night. Where is he?
Who cares? Ideally deceased.
[buzzing]
[music warps]
[music continues]
[music stops]
[indistinct chatter]
[somber music playing]
[girls chatting indistinctly]
Are you okay?
["Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)" by Eurythmics playing]
♪ Sweet dreams are made of this ♪
♪ Who am I to disagree? ♪
♪ I travel the world and the seven seas ♪
♪ Everybody's looking for something ♪
♪ Some of them want to use you ♪
♪ Some of them want to get used by you ♪
♪ Some of them want to abuse you ♪
♪ Some of them want to be abused… ♪
[vocalizing]
It's a killer look, Lori.
Thanks.
-You know, I was meaning-- -[Tiffany clears throat]
This is very cozy-cozy, huh?
Hmm.
[Tiffany] Melissa?
I'm talking, Tiffany.
Mmm. Now you're talking to me.
-Hey! -Leave me alone!
Sure. Just give me my shit back.
You mean your dress?
You know what? Fuck it.
It's a cheap dress anyway. You can keep it.
-[scoffs] -[Tiffany] Hey!
-[gasps] -[all gasping]
[all murmuring]
[exhales deeply]
Oh, you sad bitch.
You're a monster.
And you're a slow fucking learner.
[music stops abruptly]
Motherfucking dance off!
[all cheering]
["Gloria" by Laura Branigan playing]
[all cheering]
♪ Gloria, you're always on the run now ♪
♪ Running after somebody… ♪
[Melissa] "And now you're talking to me."
[scoffs]
Yeah, right.
Like I want to talk to you in that fucking polyester itchy dress anyway.
Did your mom do your makeup? I can tell.
[inhales]
[exhales]
[inhales]
[exhales]
[foreboding music playing]
[music continues]
♪ If everybody wants you ♪
♪ Why isn't anybody callin'? ♪
♪ You don't have to answer ♪
-Oh… -[all cheering]
♪ Leave 'em hangin' on the line ♪
♪ Oh-oh, calling Gloria ♪
-♪ Gloria ♪ -♪ Gloria ♪
-♪ I think they got your number ♪ -♪ Gloria ♪
-♪ I think they got the alias ♪ -♪ Gloria ♪
-♪ That you've been living under ♪ -♪ Gloria ♪
♪ But you really don't remember ♪
♪ Was it something that they said? ♪
Just breathe, Melissa.
It's almost over.
["Gloria" continues playing]
[exclaiming]
-[music warps and stops] -[crowd groaning]
[crowd jeering]
Come on!
Sorry, tripped.
[boy] Come on, man. Turn it back on!
[pensive music playing]
[all whispering]
[sighs in relief]
[sighs]
[foreboding music playing]
[scoffs]
[yelps]
[sighs in relief]
[chuckles nervously]
Hey!
[exhales]
[foreboding music playing]
[breathes deeply]
Okay, this is not the night.
[foreboding music playing]
Come on, do not fuck with me right now.
What, did Megan put you up to this?
[foreboding music playing]
[eerie music playing]
[exhales]
[dramatic music playing]
[Melissa yells] Help!
Help!
[scoffs]
That's not possible.
[breath trembling]
[screams]
[ominous music playing]
♪ Take these dogs away from me ♪
[Harmony] Lori Granger killed it.
Do you think Lori Granger killed it, Tyler Torres?
Um…
[smacks lips] She did very well.
And Tiffany did as well.
And they're both wonderful.
-You're sweating. -Excuse me?
♪ What have you got to hide? ♪
♪ What do you need to prove? ♪
♪ You're always telling lies… ♪
That was quite an impassioned performance.
I always knew you were a cut above.
But you cannot give in to those baser impulses.
♪ I'm not scared ♪
♪ Tonight the streets Are full of actors… ♪
Sure.
[suspicious music playing]
I'm not the only one who can see your eyes all over her.
What's going on, Tyler?
What about our plans, our…
our future?
Whose plans?
Whose future?
What the fuck does that even mean?
If you make a fool of me,
this will be the end of you.
We're done.
[unsettling music playing]
[lighter clicks]
Hiding from Harmony?
-[chuckles] -Fuck!
[chuckles]
-Spider! -You scared me!
You secret toker.
You legend. Give me a hit?
-[Spider] Sure. -Yes!
[music continues faintly]
[exhales]
[Spider] They're having the time of their lives.
[Megan] Hmm.
Seems like it.
[Spider] You're not digging it?
It's just, you know, the new Shadyside.
When's it all going to go wrong?
Change, man.
It always hurts, hmm? [chuckles]
♪ If I was you ♪
♪ I wouldn't treat me The way you do… ♪
[dramatic sting]
Hey.
You seen Melissa?
She went to get changed, but she's not there.
Where the fuck are my friends?
-[footsteps approaching] -I can't find them anywhere.
[ominous music playing]
[softly] What the fuck?
[in normal voice] Spider, did you see that?
[suspenseful music playing]
[music intensifies]
[Devlin] She's just like the others.
They're all exactly… the same.
[suspenseful music continues]
Where are the Wolfpack?
Where are all the prom queens?
Just a few innocent little ticks.
[gasps]
[softly] That little shit.
-Hey. -Hi.
So is it just gonna be stolen glances all night,
or are you gonna do something about it?
Yeah, how about this?
-[Megan] Lori! -[gasps]
Really, Megan, right now?
I just saw something in the hallway. Someone in, like, a fucked-up mask.
And I know how it sounds, okay,
but a whole bunch of people have disappeared.
Chad told me that he can't find Melissa anywhere.
And Jimmy said that he hasn't seen Christy for two days, Lori.
And when was the last time you saw Linda or Bobby?
And the music changed. It got really cool, right?
Freddie said Judd's vanished as well, so you put all that together and you get--
Crazy. You put all that together, Megan, and you get crazy.
Listen, Judd and Debbie are probably screwing in the basement like always.
Ew, do you want to give us some room?
-How stoned are you right now? -Eat shit, Tyler. Fuck.
Lori!
Please, just look around. You and Tiffany are the only ones left.
And earlier, I swear to God, I heard a scream.
Why are you doing this, Megan?
Because I'm your best friend.
-Because I'm trying to save you. -Save me from what?
From who? Who is killing the prom queens, Megan?
Maybe Devlin.
-Right. -Or Stoker. Or Tiffany.
-Or… -[sarcastically] Wow.
Or maybe you just can't stand that things are finally going my way.
Oh, you have one good night, and you think that everything changes?
Can't you let me have just this one moment?
I can't hold your hand forever, Megan.
[sniffles]
Fuck you.
[pensive music playing]
Hey, are you okay?
Um, do you maybe want to go find somewhere more private?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
[door creaks]
[door closes]
[foreboding music playing]
[softly] I'm not crazy.
I'm not crazy.
I heard a scream.
[distant screaming]
The lights went crazy.
Spider!
Where's the power room?
Spider!
Huh? Oh fuck. Uh…
Main circuit's in the basement, I think.
Basement? Judd and Debbie are probably screwing in the basement. The basement!
[Lori] Where are we going?
[Tyler] You'll see.
[door creaks]
[Tyler] Well, here we are.
Are you okay?
[Lori] Yeah, I just…
I don't feel great about what happened back there with Megan.
Don't worry about that.
It's me and you.
Uh… [exhales]
[inhales sharply]
Look, I… I know that you guys are really good friends, but…
I just feel like she's going to keep holding you back.
You know?
[Lori] Hmm.
-I'm gonna go back. [chuckles softly] -Whoa.
I thought you wanted more than stolen glances.
[dramatic music playing]
[screaming]
[music stops]
[mice squeaking]
[foreboding music playing]
[dramatic sting]
[yelping]
[breathing heavily]
[gasps]
[screaming]
[Lori yelps]
Megan!
Oh, thank fuck.
-Oh my God! [crying] -Oh my God! Oh my God! [crying]
-Judd's dead, all torn to pieces. -What? No!
-There was Stoker too. -Tyler! Tyler's dead!
-We have to go! We have to go! -[Megan crying]
[door creaking]
Come on!
[door locks]
[both grunt]
-No! -No!
[both crying]
[Lori] Please let us out!
[both yelling]
Please!
[both breathing heavily]
[Megan] Don't go in there! This way!
Oh shit.
-Oh… -[bangs]
Oh shit. [gasps]
[clattering]
[both shuddering]
-[panting] -[door creaks]
[door opens]
-[footsteps approaching] -[whimpering softly]
[muffled whimper]
[Lori whispering] Shit! Shit!
[Megan whispering] We have to go. Go now!
-Okay. -Okay.
[rustling]
[dramatic music playing]
[both yelping]
[dramatic music continues]
[Megan] Lori, this way.
[whimpering]
[Lori yelps]
[both screaming]
[panting]
[banging on door]
[whimpering]
-[banging on door] -[both panting]
[banging on door stops]
[whispering] Oh God.
Is he gone? Fuck! Okay.
Go. Go.
-Do you know where we are? What the fuck? -No fucking idea.
Look. [breath trembling]
Oh God.
Oh Christ, you were right.
[Megan] I tried to fucking tell you.
I'm sorry, Megan. We need to get back to the prom room.
-No. No, no. -Yes! Yes!
-They're right out there. -Oh shit.
Okay.
[Lori] How do we get out of here?
-[Megan shushes] -[tapping]
What is that?
[metal screeching]
Oh God.
Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God.
[both screaming]
Fuck!
[Lori] Fuck! Where do we go?
-[both screaming] -Oh my God!
[Lori] There's a window! There's a window!
-Fuck! -[Megan] Help me!
Get up! Grab that end!
[Lori] Fuck!
Oh God!
Wait, wait, wait!
Take this!
Fuck!
Megan, go! Fuck!
-[glass shatters] -[thudding]
Fuck!
[Megan screams, cries]
[door knob clatters]
[Megan] Lori!
[screaming]
Lori!
-[Megan screams] -[Lori grunts]
[grunting]
[gasps]
[Megan] Lori!
Lori!
[metal clanking]
[both panting]
[Megan] Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
It's time, Class of '88!
[all cheering]
[foreboding music playing]
Whoo!
[both panting]
The votes have been counted, and the results are in.
[foreboding music continues]
And I am delighted to announce…
that your Shadyside Prom Queen of 1988 is…
You ruined everything, you fucking weirdo!
Lori Granger!
-[all cheering] -[squealing]
[crying] No. No.
[both yelling]
-[yelps] Claire! Run! -I hope you're happy, you psychos.
-[thuds] -[screaming]
Oh my God! Oh my God!
[screaming]
[Lori crying]
-Come on! -What the fuck is happening?
-No. -Lori Granger!
[ominous music playing]
Wayland, no! Something is happening! Really, you need to believe me!
[frenetic music playing]
[all screaming]
[screaming]
[Megan] Lori!
Lori!
Wayland!
-There! -[Wayland] Okay.
Everybody, move!
Get out! Move!
[boy screaming]
Everybody, get back! Stay back! Stay back!
Okay, easy now.
-[grunts] -[gasps]
[groans]
[yelps]
[breath trembling]
[both straining]
-[Megan screams] -[Lori] Megan!
[screaming]
[crying]
-[Lori] Megan! -[Megan yelps]
Hey, fuck-face!
[Lori grunts]
[groans]
[groaning]
[ax clatters]
[boy 1] Oh my God!
[thudding]
Are you okay?
[indistinct chatter]
[boy 2] Who is that?
[students gasping]
What the fuck?
[exhales sharply]
[Harmony] Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!
[breathing heavily]
Ready?
-[Chad] I got his head! -[grunting]
-Hold him! -I got his neck!
-Daddy! -[Chad] We got him!
[groaning]
We got him!
Daddy! Oh…
[suspenseful music playing]
[breathing shakily]
What the fuck?
Why, Dan?
Why?
Because I knew how much you wanted it.
Both of you.
But what would it have counted for, after this?
Nobody remembers the details.
They only remember the winner.
Holy Christ.
He's a mental case.
Somebody call the police.
[Chad] Hey!
Principal Wayland's still alive.
[breath trembling]
Wowzers.
[siren wailing]
[dispatcher] Attention all units…
Miss, can you tell us what happened in there?
Boy, can I ever.
This is Harmony LaFay,
your favorite reporter, coming to you live from Shadyside High,
prepared to give you exclusive access into the murder, the mayhem,
and the madness that has happened this evening…
Classy moves with the tiara.
You saved my life.
You saved mine.
[exhales]
[Lori] I should've listened to you earlier.
What?
You know, I can't believe that I actually thought things might change around here.
For everyone.
Right.
But you changed.
You won prom queen.
I don't know.
I'm still Lori Granger in the morning.
I can't believe you're still not owning it.
After everything you've been through.
[somber music playing]
Come on, young lady. You need stitches.
I'll come with her.
Does this look like a taxi?
It's fine.
-I'll see you tomorrow. -Okay.
I'll see you tomorrow.
I love you.
I love you too.
Okay.
-Bye. -Bye.
Ooh, do you have any weed?
-[paramedic] Excuse me? -Or morphine is good too. [giggles]
It's a fucking charnel house in there. Bodies coming out the walls.
It's worse than '78.
Here he comes.
[brooding music playing]
[Dan grunting]
[grunts]
You need to stay, Nancy. We need a statement.
What about Tiffany?
We can, uh… we can take her home, miss.
Is that okay?
I, uh… I live across the street from her. I can ride back with her.
All right. I'll be home soon.
[siren wailing]
[softly] I'm so sorry, Lori.
Don't worry about that now.
[Tiffany] I was never good enough.
I always tried so hard
to be everything that they wanted.
To be a winner, but…
inside it all felt like…
[voice trembling] I always felt like nothing.
[somber music playing]
[Lori] Hey, just take it easy, okay?
[Tiffany sighs]
[somber music continues]
[officer] Hey, Lori, we can take it from here.
[softly] Don't leave me.
I can stay with her for a while.
Is this gonna take much longer?
My daughter's all alone
after the night she's had.
The Granger girl is with her.
Do you have children, Sheriff?
She needs her mother.
[Sheriff over radio] Jim.
Go ahead, Sheriff.
[Sheriff] Come pick up Mrs. Falconer.
[Jim] Copy that. I'm on my way.
[softly] Thank you.
[foreboding music playing]
[clock ticking]
[eerie music playing]
[humming]
[humming continues]
-[knife swishes] -[humming]
[foreboding music playing]
[knife clanking]
[Tiffany] Mommy?
-[breath trembling] -[knife clanking]
-[dramatic music playing] -Oh my God!
[Tiffany] Lori!
Lori, come on!
[both panting]
[breathing heavily]
How could they do this?
[shushes]
I heard what they did in there.
They said that Judd's face was cut in half.
And Debbie was fried.
[Lori] Tiffany, you gotta be quiet.
[Tiffany] Can you…
-Can you imagine? -Tiffany. [shushes]
The stunned look in their eyes.
The blood…
thumping across broken glass. [breathing heavily]
Lori?
It was beautiful.
[Lori yelps] No! No!
[straining]
[grunting]
No!
[screaming]
[music intensifies]
[yelps]
[Lori whimpering]
[breath trembling]
There's nowhere to run, Lori.
[whimpering]
[Nancy] Do you know what?
I've never realized it before.
But in this final moment of panic…
you really remind me of your two-faced dad.
-Though… -[crying]
[crying]
…he cried more.
-[crying] -He was mine first, you know.
Before your skank of a mother came along.
[Lori grunting]
Oops.
Did I forget to mention that part of the story?
[sobbing]
[Nancy] You Grangers are always taking things that belong to us.
My face was the last thing that he ever saw.
There's a nice symmetry to that. Don't you think?
[crying]
Mommy.
Let me do it.
That is a better idea.
Be my guest.
[Lori whimpering]
[yelping]
[Lori panting]
[breathing heavily]
I warned you.
No one crosses the Falconers.
[laughs]
[yelps]
[screams]
[screaming]
[thuds]
[blood splattering]
[Lori gasping]
-[grunts] -[Lori screams]
[dramatic music playing]
[grunting]
Fuck!
-[door rattling] -[Lori screams]
-[grunts] -[screams]
[breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[whimpering]
[eerie music playing]
[whimpers]
[Nancy exhaling]
[breath trembling]
[Nancy] Mmm.
Mmm.
[foreboding music playing]
Mmm.
-[yelps] -[grunts]
[glass shatters]
-[thuds] -[grunts]
[gasps softly]
[Nancy gasping]
[blood dripping]
[exhaling]
[grunting]
[exhales]
[sighs in relief]
[breathing heavily]
[Nancy] Hmm…
Help me.
[breathing heavily]
Help…
-[thuds] -[weakly] Help me!
[whimpering]
[chuckles softly]
[groaning]
[whimpers]
You bitch.
Trash.
You're nobody!
[whimpers]
-You're nothing. -[door opens]
Who the fuck do you think you are?
[door closes]
I'm Lori fucking Granger.
["Vengeance" by Power Glove playing]
[music fades]
["Clutch" by Power Glove playing]
[music stops]