Previously on Yellowjackets...
Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt.
- Run. - Don't hurt them!
Just bring them back.
Shauna, don't leave me!
Get it out!
- If she dies, you die. - Shauna!
Take us with you.
In the fall of '97,
two researchers and a guide disappeared without a trace.
That tape that Mom got sent?
I think it's a part of that research project.
And Mom and Tai and Van,
they all knew exactly what it was.
Hi. I'm Hannah.
Hannah had a daughter,
who somehow got hold of a tape of what we did
and is out to punish us.
What are you planning to do to this woman?
I'm gonna sit her down
and have a gentle, reasonable conversation with her.
Gen and Melissa got pretty close to Hannah.
Yeah, they're both dead.
Oh, my God!
Don't worry. This isn't the end for us.
You're not gonna die.
No, I don't want to talk to you. Please, I-I need her.
But I'm the one who can save you.
We all know you killed Lottie.
I can't fucking believe you.
You already scanned that one.
It's easier this way.
Tricks of the trade, huh, Shipman?
What are you doing here?
Wow.
You really did not pan out, huh?
So much potential, so little to show for it.
Hey, Shipman, come on.
You're not gonna make employee of the month like this.
Stop calling me Shipman. I fucking hate it.
- Since when? - Since always.
Why didn't you say something?
Is this really what my life is gonna look like?
How am I supposed to know? I'm dead.
You killed me.
They're drawn to the light.
Should've known better, don't you think?
Hey, hey, hey, slow down on the stairs!
Okay, what are we having for lunch today?
What did Mama make for us?
No more apples.
Ugh, let's hope no more apples. Worm food.
- You're gonna be late! - We know!
And I don't want to hear anything about the apples!
Don't look at me.
I love apples.
She's lying. She said they were worm food.
Betrayal.
Come on, you better get a move on, little worm,
or you're gonna be late.
We're going, we're going.
Go get your jacket.
- Bye. - Mwah.
Oh, by the way, I, um, took your car
to go get groceries yesterday, and you need gas.
Oh, you couldn't fill it up like a real wife would?
I was in a rush, and I had to pee.
Oh.
Bye, love.
- Love you, Mama. - I love you more.
- Go, go, go. - Love you, Kelly.
Bye. I love you, honey. Bye.
- Bye-bye. - Bye.
Whoever the fuck you are,
you better get out here right now.
You have no idea whose house you just walked into.
Actually...
I'm pretty sure I do, Melissa.
Or, sorry, it's Kelly now?
Shauna? What are you doing here?
What are you doing alive?
Put the knife down.
Yeah, sure. That sounds like a great idea for me.
Um, I'm not asking.
Shauna, I'm not gonna talk to you with a knife in your hand
and no knife in mine.
We're not in high school anymore.
Let's act like sane adults and both put the knives down?
Sane?
Like marrying the daughter of a woman we killed?
And changing your name to Kelly?
A lot's happened in the last 25 years.
No shit.
We can both keep our knives.
Hi, Shauna.
I'm just calling to say fuck you, actually.
And I swear to God, you will regret it
if you do not turn that car around right now
and come back here right this minute.
Thank you.
I'm so sorry. I know this is hard to hear,
but there isn't any more we can do for her here.
I don't understand. Are you saying...
you don't have the means to help her at this hospital?
Should I transfer her to another hospital
that's actually competent, or...
I'm saying it's time to think about palliative care.
Hospice.
- Oh, my God. - No, that's...
Hospice is for...
Making people as comfortable as possible while they're...
No.
- Tai. - No!
I want to see her.
She's under sedation right now
while we try and keep her stable and run a few more tests.
Let me get you some paperwork for her release.
Just to look over. You have some time.
Oh, God.
Tai.
I'm sorry. I...
It's okay.
It's gonna be okay.
Is there anything I can do?
You can help me find the palliative care unit.
I-I thought you said you didn't want her transferred there.
We don't.
Come on.
Guys?
Okay. Okay.
It's a pretty rough hike to the pickup point.
You sure you guys are prepared?
Don't worry about that.
What about the others?
There's no time.
We should be doing this together.
This doesn't feel right.
What doesn't feel right
about getting our ass to civilization
- and sending back rescue? Hmm? - That we aren't all here.
That we all know Ben was supposed to be
- our way home, not this... - Okay, Akilah.
You had a fucked-up dream
because you were huffing cave fumes.
The same way that I tripped balls on mushrooms
and Lottie told me what I was seeing. That's it.
You're not a prophet.
I didn't pick you as a fucking "seer" because I had a vision.
I made it up.
This is all made up. It's not real.
And I think, deep down, you know that.
But what is real is that he can get us home.
So let's go.
- What day is it? - Can you get us out?
- Where are we? - Get help?
Did Mulder and Scully get together?
Everyone, shut up!
Let her answer.
Why are you here?
We're a...
we're a research team,
studying a species of frogs out here.
Maybe you've heard their mating call...
What are people saying about us back home?
Who are you?
We w... are a soccer team, um,
from Wiskayok, New Jersey.
Our plane crashed, and...
Oh, my God.
I remember that.
It was, it was all over the news...
Is anyone still searching for us?
I-I-I don't know.
- They searched for months, but... - What?
Wh-What are you talking about?
You have to be kidding me.
I'm sorry.
Fuck. We've been out here a long time.
Wait, so you're saying
that people just... gave up?
Our friends? Our families?
I-I really don't know.
You can get us home, right?
If you got here, then you can get us back.
I-I don't even know where I am right now.
Fuck.
You don't seem to know a lot of things.
Are you, like, the captain?
Of the team?
If I say "yes," will you start fucking remembering?
- She's not the captain... - Neither are you.
Yeah, 'cause she's fucking dead!
Guys! Stop.
S... So, y-you all built this yourselves?
Yeah. Who else do you think would have done it?
You obviously all left us out here to die.
It's impressive.
Can you get us out of here?
Not by myself.
The other guy we were with, he was our...
- Guys! I found them! - What?
I know where they are.
Akilah and Travis and, um, and-and the other one.
His name is Kodi. He was our guide.
Come on, let's go.
- Watch her. - Come on, let's go!
You stay here.
- Gen, I'm fine. - I'm going.
- Watch her, too. - It doesn't hurt.
I can go. I'm going.
Thank you.
Maybe we should go back to the room.
No. No, you're right.
Um...
Staying cooped up in that hotel room for that long
just wasn't good for our mental health.
Are we sure that any of this is, like, actually...
Oh, shit.
Shit.
What?
It's the Joels.
Technically, only one of them's named Joel, but...
They were the work dinner your mom torched the other night.
Call him over.
Hey. Hey. Yeah. Come on.
Mm. Fuck.
Why don't they come over here?
Because, apparently, Callie,
some people just wave other people over,
and some people are the ones that come over when they're...
waved.
- Hey. - Hey.
Well, look at, uh...
Fancy seeing you guys in a place like this, huh?
Yeah. Hey, man. What are you doing here?
Oh, you know, just...
You know, little staycation. With the fam.
- Staycation? Right, right. - Staycation.
Yeah, that's nice, man.
That's my daughter.
Oh, you were serious? Shit.
Sorry, man.
It's all right, it's all right.
Look, while I'm here, I'd really love
to take another swing at this...
What? No. Seriously?
I-I know our dinner didn't go great.
- But that doesn't mean I... - Sorry.
Jeff, man, we're...
We're going in a different direction.
- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. - I'm not sure that...
Oh. There he is.
Not FurnitureFam.net.
You can't go with FurnitureFam.net.
That's a worse direction.
That's not a different direction...
Really nice to see you, Jeff.
It was great talking to you, man.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- Hey... - There he is.
Sit down.
Hello? Misty?
Have you heard from Shauna?
No. I assumed she was with you.
Yeah, well, your assumption should be correct,
but it's not, seeing as she just ditched us at the hospital.
You're at a hospital. Why are you at a hospital?
It doesn't matter.
So, you haven't heard from her?
No, I... Why?
Just tell me what's happening, Misty.
Where was Shauna the day Lottie died?
- What? - Where was Shauna...
- Why are you asking me that? - Why aren't you answering?
Uh, we were...
Didn't we... We were with you, Misty.
We were with you and the Bingo ladies.
Right?
She was there the entire day?
What's going on?
I, too, would love to know.
What's Shauna done now?
I got to go.
Uh, if she calls you, tell her to get her ass
- back here, stat. - Misty...
Misty? Don't you...
Misty! Misty?
I'll call her back.
What's wrong?
Oh, noth...
Nothing. Everything's good.
All good.
So good.
You know, you could've just rang the doorbell like a sane person.
Oh, right, I'm sorry, I forgot... sanity's off the table.
I didn't exactly know that you lived here.
Or that you were alive.
How are you alive, by the way?
We all went to your funeral.
It turns out, if you leave a suicide note,
even without a body, the cops will take the easy win.
But why?
Cone on, Shauna.
Are you still in love with me?
Oh, my God.
No.
Are you... Is that...
I'm not still in love with you.
I mean, honestly, I never was.
You want to know why I did it?
Because I had no other choice.
After we made it back, I was no longer one of you.
And you scared the absolute fucking shit out of me.
Don't even think about it.
All right, Shauna.
Why are you here?
I want to know why you're fucking with me.
How did you even get it?
Hannah told me where to find it.
She begged me to give it to her daughter
if I ever made it back home, but I, um...
- You didn't. - No.
I couldn't. But you know that.
If anyone heard what was on it...
And what good would that have done for her to-to know that?
To have to live with that?
So, you married her instead.
I love her.
She doesn't even know your real fucking name.
I'm serious.
This is real.
This isn't some sympathy marriage,
or fucked-up version of survivor's guilt.
I...
Or shit, I don't know, maybe it is.
But I, I couldn't give her the tape.
Although, I wanted to make sure she was okay,
and for years, that's all it was.
Until one day we actually met.
And I swear, I tried not to let it happen,
but you don't know her.
She's...
relentless and funny and kind, and...
We love each other.
I know it doesn't matter to you, Shauna,
but I have a good life.
I have a decent job.
I have a great kid.
I go to church.
I go to fucking church
with a wife and a kid that love me.
You're right.
None of that matters to me.
Sit.
Okay, Akilah?
Hang on. Okay?
I swear, there's like a rock in here, or something.
Come on. We've got to get moving.
Okay.
Stop walking.
Akilah?
Oh, fuck.
You're coming back to camp.
Now.
You know there's more of us out here
than just me, Hannah and Edwin.
No. There isn't.
We saw your camp.
You only have three sleeping bags.
Let's go.
You heard her.
Where were you guys going?
To get rescued.
You were just gonna leave us here?
No. We just thought... well, I-I just thought that, um...
That it would be easier as a small group.
Faster.
Then why'd you leave a trail behind for us to find?
In case he turned on us.
Yeah. Then you would know where to find us
and the rescue point either way.
Can you get us out of here?
- I can. - Well, how long
will it take to get to the rescue point from here?
Six days if you can keep up.
Okay.
Everyone, pack what you can for six days.
We'll need designated water carriers.
We'll need whatever food we can gather...
Maybe you didn't hear it the first time,
but you're not in charge anymore.
It's fucking rescue.
What do we do with them?
We need them for...
Yeah, I-I know, but I'm talking about afterwards.
I mean, what if they tell people what...
what they saw?
Hey.
I didn't see shit.
We'll say whatever you want us to say.
Yeah. Well, we can't really guarantee that, can we?
I swear to God.
That means nothing out here.
Okay, we have time to decide about this.
How to talk about it when we're back,
what to do about them, but...
Right now you should bury your friend.
Um, hello? That involves untying their hands.
And that's why you'll be supervising them.
You guys...
we can finally go home.
We can finally go home. Let's pack.
- No. - Let's...
We can't go back.
Jesus Christ. Lottie, why the fuck not?
Because we don't belong there anymore.
What?
Oh, really, Lottie?
Why the fuck should we listen to you?
Come on. We got a lot of shit to do.
Let's fucking go.
Come on.
Here's the thing I don't understand.
If you're so worried about me ruining
your perfect little life,
why send me the fucking tape?
Because it was haunting me, okay?
I hadn't thought about the tape in years.
I had it, uh, locked in a safety-deposit box.
It was my leverage in case any of you figured out
what I did and came looking for me.
Why would we come looking for you?
Why would Lottie start a cult?
Why would you all join it
and start making sacrifices again to appease some...
I don't... whatever the fuck?
Okay, first of all, I did not join the cult.
And also,
it's more of an intentional community, but it...
None of that matters right now.
That's...
- That's not what happened. - Shauna,
Natalie died there.
And some fucking cop.
I mean, I... I stopped sleeping.
One day I'm fine,
and the next I'm having these horrible nightmares.
And then they start happening during the day.
Like the world's most fucked-up daydreams.
I had to do something.
Barbara says that...
Sorry. Who the fuck is Barbara?
My therapist.
Oh, you call her "Barbara"?
That's her name. What else am I gonna call her?
I don't know, Dr. Whatever.
She's not a doctor.
She's technically not even a licensed therapist.
She's more of an advisor.
She's extremely intuitive.
Mm. Barbaras always are.
So, Barbara said that
I was holding on to something.
That if I wanted to be free of what happened...
of that darkness... that I had to...
let it go, truly.
And that's when I realized... the tape.
So, the day of Nat's funeral,
I left it at your house so that you could,
uh, try and do the same.
Bullshit.
How can it be anything but a threat?
Shauna, this was all in the note.
What note?
The note that I left with the tape.
- There... You're lying. - No, I'm...
You've been messing with me for-for weeks.
Trying to make me feel crazy,
trying to kill me.
Shauna, I have no idea what you're talking about.
Leaving the phone in the bathroom
so that it would play "Queen of Hearts."
Locking me in a freezer.
Cutting my brakes.
Clearly something's going on with you, but I...
I should have given you more credit.
It-It's genius, actually.
We can make all the pacts
and vows of silence that we want,
but if you really think about it,
the only way to truly be safe,
to be 100% fucking certain
that nobody is ever gonna spill your darkest secrets,
is to be the only one left.
That's why you killed Lottie, isn't it?
That's why you pushed her down those stairs.
It's why you came after me.
Lottie's dead, too?
Tai. Tai.
What are you doing?
Does he, uh... have a lot of time left?
- Why? - Just tell me.
Uh... Well, he, um,
he has end-stage heart failure, so...
The man is dying.
He's dying anyway.
"He's dying anyway"?
I can't lose Van.
Oh, wait, hold on. Hold on, hey.
You don't have to be here for this.
Why are you doing this?
Tai.
Fuck!
What? I didn't... It wasn't...
- I didn't... Do you think... - Okay.
Does that count?
We have to get out of here.
I'm not leaving without Van.
Yeah, I know, I know, I know. Let's go.
Oh, my God.
Van? Can I talk to you for a second?
What if we can't be together when we get back?
Why wouldn't we?
We've been out here a long time,
but it hasn't been that long back there.
Okay, what do you mean?
I mean, what if...
Do you really think the world has changed that much?
- I'm optimistic. - Why?
Because...
Me.
I need you to be serious.
I am being serious.
Aren't you worried
about what we're gonna have to tell people?
All of the lies
we will have to memorize and be on the exact same page about?
Everything we've done out here?
What happened to Jackie and Javi and...
No matter what, we can't trust the scientists.
Oh, shit. We're gonna have to kill them, Van.
- Tai. - And even then,
someone could slip up when we get home,
and then everyone would know what we did and...
I don't know what would happen, but it wouldn't be good for us.
Our futures would be fucked.
This will follow us for the rest of our lives.
This place will follow us
for the rest of our fucking lives.
Why is no one thinking about this?
Because getting rescued and going home
outweighs all of that.
Okay? Just go get a bag
and let's put some shit in it.
You're being weird, Melissa.
Why?
I'm actually being completely fucking normal,
given the situation.
- Rescue? - No.
I'm fucking thrilled to be rescued.
Can't wait to get away from you.
- What's your problem now? - You!
My fucking arm is in a sling
because that fucking guy shot an arrow through me,
and when you got back to camp and saw me bleeding out,
you didn't even care.
You didn't even ask if I was okay.
You just ran off.
I knew that Gen would get the bleeding under control,
and I knew you weren't gonna die.
And I also knew that
I'm the fastest on the team.
I wanted to be the person who got the guy who shot you.
- You're lying. - Believe what you want.
But just know that I'm still not ruling out killing him
for shooting you, so...
Stop being a bitch.
Here.
Do you know what the first thing you're gonna do is
when we get back?
What?
Like, the dream thing to do.
What you're most excited for?
Oh.
'Cause I'm excited for everything.
I want to do everything.
Everything I thought I wouldn't get to do
because we're out here.
Like, college and then
graduating college and then working a normal job.
I don't even care how boring it is.
You know, I can't wait to work a nine-to-five.
A-And then I want to get a gym membership
and not even use it, and then...
Shauna? Hello?
Shauna.
What?
Are you gonna take this back home with you?
I'm not fucking stupid.
No. You're not.
And I'm not insane.
I'm not insane.
I'm not saying you are, but... I didn't kill Lottie.
I didn't do any of those things you said.
I don't believe you.
My life is normal. It's boring.
And that's exactly how I want it.
Shauna, you really can put the past behind you.
This... isn't normal.
It's a fucking lie.
And the only reason that you can even pretend it's normal
is because you aren't you.
I hate to break it to you, but...
you don't have a normal life.
You don't get to have a normal life.
Fuck.
Is that your daughter?
You say I'm living a lie. Does she know what you did?
What you're capable of?
Actually, she does.
And she still loves you?
Yes.
She does.
Who's lying now?
Hey.
Would just love to know you aren't dead.
And also...
I think you're breaking Dad. Just call us back, please?
Misty. Misty, you got to talk to me.
I can help you.
What's wrong with Shauna? Please call me back. Please!
Freaky little four-eyed mushroom.
Hello?
I can't, I can't, I can't, I-I can't.
Dad! I need you to pull it together.
You're right. I'm sorry.
You need one of your parents to hold it together right now.
What do you mean "one"?
Nothing.
I didn't mean anything by that.
Dad, I'm gonna say something crazy,
but I-I think that you're thinking it, too. I...
I don't think anyone's after Mom.
I don't either. Wait. Why do you say that?
Why do you?
Oh, I don't know. A lot of stuff, I guess.
Like, the brakes on the van,
she just jumped to somebody cutting them.
And the phone and the freezer stuff and...
God. It just doesn't add up.
What about you?
I...
I-I-I can't... explain it.
It's just, like... a feeling.
Look, I don't know what Mom or...
any of them did to survive, but I...
I think that it messed them up.
Like, really messed them up, and way more than we thought.
And whatever happened to Lottie, it...
it doesn't have anything to do with us.
Yeah.
Okay, um...
Go get your stuff together.
We're getting out of here. We're going home.
- Okay. - All right.
I'm doing fries into a milkshake
into a quarter pounder
and then washing it all down with a Sprite.
No, you got to end with the fries.
You start with the Big Mac and a Coke...
Oh. No.
What's happening?
What's wrong?
Is this real?
Is what real?
The animals... are they moving? Are they okay?
Yes.
Why?
Did you s...
see something?
Goodbye, Coach.
I'm sorry you didn't make it to this moment.
I wish you did.
We are going home.
Got it?
We are leaving whatever you are behind.
Please. I need to see her.
I need to be with her.
Let me in.
I can't.
I'm the only one that can help her.
You won't do what needs to be done.
- You never did believe. - Please.
I believe. Please!
Please, let me in.
- Ready? - Hell yeah, I am.
Oh, let's go.
All right.
Everybody, listen up.
We're trusting you to get us there safely.
And I think you know that we will kill you
if you try any stupid shit.
Yeah, it's very clear.
We won't try anything.
We want to go home, too.
Good.
Let's fucking do this!
Let's fucking go! Let's go!
I'm staying.
What?
Yeah, cute joke, Lott.
- Not joking. - What?
- Are you fucking crazy? - She actually
- might be crazy. - Why?
Lottie. Look...
Lottie.
I know it's a lot.
It's fucking scary, going back.
I think we all kind of gave up on it happening, but...
this is very real.
This is rescue.
I mean, this is home.
That's not home, Nat.
What home do you have to go back to?
I can't go back.
If I go back...
nothing will be...
well.
I won't...
I won't be well.
I won't be me.
The me that was made out here.
And that unwellness that I feel...
I feel it so deeply in my bones.
We're safer here.
Fine.
You know what? You stay, then.
Everyone else, let's go.
I'm staying, too.
Oh, for fuck's sake, Shauna! Come on.
You feel It, too?
I'm not staying because of you or It.
Why the fuck would you stay at all?
I don't know.
Something just...
something just doesn't feel right.
No. Tai, no.
No. No. Tai, pick it up.
Pick it up. No way.
You're not staying. You're coming with us.
Whatever the fuck Shauna and Lottie have been feeling...
I've been feeling, too, since those two arrived.
Who cares?
God, since when has that ever mattered to you?
Please, please, Tai, look at me.
You are not staying here.
- I have to. - Why?
I'm telling you...
something doesn't feel right.
Has everyone gone fucking insane?
Okay, what doesn't feel right
- is staying and ignoring rescue. - Yeah.
Okay.
Fuck it.
Stay, then.
You've all lost your fucking minds.
The rest of us are going.
No.
You're not.
- Have a great day. - Thanks.
Uh...
Checking out.
Room 2106 and 2107.
Great.
All right. Well, unless you just raided the minibar,
you should be all set.
Oh, I'm just kidding.
Yeah, we wish we had minibars.
Oh.
That's good.
Yeah, I guess checking out isn't even a thing anymore, is it?
It's all electronic now.
All in the cloud.
I guess, yeah.
I still... I-I like the face-to-face. I do. I like it.
I like that we still have gas station attendants
here in New Jersey. Thank you. It's... You know,
- I could pump my own gas. - Dad?
But there's something about... Yeah. Yeah. Okay.
Uh, have a good day.
Have a great day.
Jordan.
Have a great day, sir.
Oh.
One second.
Uh, Joels! Hey!
Oh, God.
My wife ruined our dinner.
I didn't.
My business didn't. My talent didn't.
- Jeff, buddy, come on, man... - No, no, no.
Hey. Listen.
Now, my wife hasn't been...
clinically diagnosed as being a fucking crazy person,
but for all intents and purposes of this discussion
we're having here right now, she is.
- Y... - Yeah.
She is. And she's the reason you didn't like that dinner
and thus didn't like me.
She's the fucking reason most people
don't fucking like anything. She's miserable.
But I'm not her.
I'm not her.
I'm the reason most people like anything.
I'm affable.
Don't give up on me, guys.
Haven't you ever fallen in love with an unhinged woman?
Or has every woman you ever been with been fucking boring?
Anyway. Cal.
I am the best man for this job.
Just wanted you to know that.
Let's go home.
Were your brakes cut, Shauna, or is your car just old?
Did someone lock you in a freezer
or do walk-in freezers just have doors
that don't stay open unless you prop them open?
- No. That's... - Someone left
a cell phone in a bathroom with a popular song
as a ringtone... wow.
Fuck you.
Did someone murder Lottie
or did she just struggle from a lifetime
of mental health issues?
This is what you do, Shauna. You create your own problems.
You stir the pot just to feel alive.
I mean, even before the plane crash, weren't you
fucking your best friend's boyfriend behind her back?
You stew and you seethe
and you make it everyone else's problem
because you hate to be alone.
You hate yourself.
And you want everyone else to feel
just as miserable as you are.
Relax.
I just need some water.
- Do you want some? - No.
So...
did you come here to kill me?
Or...
I don't... Sorry, I just honestly
don't know what your plan was
when you broke in here. Um...
You know what I think?
I think you came here because you want your life to explode.
It's fun for you.
It lights you up.
You want to burn it all down just so you can watch.
Fuck!
Eat it.
What the fuck?
You really are insane.
Eat it.
Or I'll fucking tell your family
exactly who you really are.