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                          BLINK TWICE



                           Written by

                Zoë Kravitz & E.T. Feigenbaum




                                                    4/12/23

OVER BLACK WE HEAR: DRIP.


EXT. JUNGLE - DAY

(Existing shot)


LIZARD SITS ON A ROCK WATCHING... SOMETHING

DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.


INT. BATHROOM - DAY

CLOSE ON A GRIMY LEAKY SINK. DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.

SPARK! Close on: A YELLOW LIGHTER with a lil smilie face on
it LIGHTING a stick of incense. FRIDA blows out the flame,
then looks back to:

HER PHONE SCREEN WHERE WE SEE: A PICTURE OF A WOMEN'S HANDS
SHOWING OFF NAIL ART WITH LITTLE GREEN LIZARDS PAINTED ON
THEM. DRIP.

CLOSE ON: FRIDAS' CAT NAILS AS SHE TYPES: aNAILmals by Frida.
LIZARD EMOJI. PAINTING NAIL EMOJI. BLOWS SMOKE EMOJI. POST.
The picture joins the collection of others oN her page.

She lowers her phone, stares straight a head for a moment
before:

FRIDA TYPES: SlATER KING. We notice the google suggestions:

SLATER KING NET WORTH

SLATER KING KING-TECH

SLATER KING ISLAND

SlATER KING APOLOGY

SLATER KING INTERVIEW

FRIDA CLICKS ON THE LAST ONE. CLOSE ON HER EYES AS WE HEAR:

                     SLATER KING                                 
          I Slater King would like to                            
          formally apologize for my behavior.                    
          I've sought therapy, and am taking                     
          a leave of absence from my company.                    
          I'm sorry.                                             

                                                                 
                       Blue Rev. (mm/dd/yy)              2.


INT. INTERVIEW - DAY                                             

                    INTERVIEWER                                  
          You released that 2 years ago                          
          today. I'm sure a lots happened                        
          since then.                                            

                    SLATER KING                                  
          Yes, ma'm. A lots happened.                            

He shifts in his seat. He's nervous in a a way that makes him    
relatable.                                                       

                    SLATER KING (CONT'D)                         
          I like this chair.                                     

                    INTERVIEWER                                  
          Right. Well lets get to question                       
          that everybody is dying for you to                     
          answer. Where have you been since                      
          you-                                                   

                    SLATER KING                                  
          Got canceled?                                          

                    INTERVIEWER                                  
          I was going to say since you                           
          stepped down and made your CFO Vic                     
          Mahoney CEO of KING-tech.                              

                       SLATER KING                               
          Right.                                                 

He puffs his vape.                                               

                    INTERVIEWER                                  
          You completely vanished.                               

Slater laughs.                                                   

                    INTERVIEWER (CONT'D)                         
          What's funny?                                          

                    SLATER KING                                  
          People. They tell you to go away,                      
          and then they wonder where you've                      
          been.                                                  

The interviewer smiles politely. Waiting for him to answer.      

                     SLATER KING (CONT'D)                        
          I just needed to disappear for a                       
          bit. So I-                                             
                       Blue Rev. (mm/dd/yy)             3.


                       INTERVIEWER                             
          Yes?                                                 

                    SLATER KING                                
          Bought an island.                                    

                    INTERVIEWER                                
          An Island? Well I guess thats like                   
          buying a sandwich for a                              
          billionaire.                                         

                    SLATER KING                                
          I know it sounds obnoxious, but Uh,                  
          Dr Stein, my therapist said it was                   
          important for me to have a safe                      
          space to uh, reflect. I didn't                       
          know where else I could I that so--                  
          Seriously I love this chair. It's                    
          such a good red.                                     
             So yeah, it's been incredibly                     
          healing to be in nature, and spend                   
          time with my friends, to just                        
          disconnect ya know? No phones, no                    
          work. I Grow my own food, wear the                   
          same thing every day, raise                          
          chickens...                                          

                    INTERVIEWER                                
          Slater King raising chickens?!                       
          Seems like you really are a changed                  
          man.                                                 

FRIDA'S BATHROOM - SAME                                        

A piece of incense ash falls onto a worn book on the floor.    
"Success is the best revenge. How to build your empire"        

INTERVIEW - SAME                                               

                    SLATER KING                                
          Well yeah I've realized, after                       
          everything that happened, how                        
          important it actually is to stop                     
          and smell the flowers. So yeah,                      
          I'm grateful. For everything.                        
          Like... this chair. I'm grateful                     
          for this beautiful red chair.                        

He admires it again.                                           

                    INTERVIEWER                                
          I'm sure you can have it, if you                     
          want...                                              
                    Blue Rev. (mm/dd/yy)                 4.


                    SLATER KING                                
          No. Really? (talking to someone off                  
          camera.)                                             
          I can have this? I'm love                            
          furniture, But I get it home it                      
          always looks weird,                                  
          yaknowwhatimean? I move it around                    
          like a crazy person cuz I never                      
          know where to uh, put it.                            

                    INTERVIEWER                                
          Right. So Last year you started the                  
          KING-TECH Foundation, in support of                  
          trauma survivors. What do you have                   
          to say to the people who called                      
          this performative?                                   

                    SLATER KING                                
          I guess, uh, I dunno, I'm just                       
          trying to do better. I don't know                    
          how else to say I'm sorry. I've                      
          said it so many times the word has                   
          lost meaning. I have learned a lot.                  
          I hope to continue to learn. I'm                     
          here to talk less and listen more.                   
          And yeah, sure I wish everyone                       
          could forgive and forget, but like                   
          my sister says, "forgiveness is a                    
          choice and forgetting is a gift."                    
          So yeah, I don't expect anything                     
          from anyone.                                         

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!!!! FRIDA JUMPS.

                    JESS (O.S.)
          Hey dude, you got my lighter?

                    FRIDA
          Oh, yeah, sorry!

Frida grabs the lighter from off the floor, She cracks the
door open to pass the lighter thru.

                    JESS
          The super should be here soon, Will
          you grab the rent money?

                    FRIDA
          Ok, we uh, might be a little short.

                    JESS
          What did you do???
                                                            5.


                       FRIDA
          It's a     surprise! For you!

                       JESS
          Oh boy...

Slam! The door closes. Go wide to reveal Frida is on the
toilet.

BEAT.

                    FRIDA
          Wait! Do we have any more--

Jess holds out a roll of toilet paper through crack in the
door.


INT. FRIDA'S BATHROOM - MOMENTS LATER - DAY

Frida's washes her hands in the grimy sink. She turns off
the water, but the sinks still like- DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.

She looks in the mirror. Fusses with her hair. We clock A
SCAR next to her left eye. She REACHES behind the vanity
mirror and pulls out a small wad of cash.

She looks at her reflection. Tired. She needs a vacation.

                    FRIDA
          I need a fuckin' vacation.

                    JAMES BROWN
          1 2 3. Get down!


INT. KITCHEN - DAY

We follow Fridas' red backpack through the kitchen. The
godfather of soul blasts in her ear buds. A muffled voice:

                    ASSHOLE BOSS
          Frida...Frida. FRIDA!!!

Frida finally hears him. Takes out her earbuds

                    ASSHOLE BOSS (CONT'D)
          You're late.

                    FRIDA
          I know sorry I-
                                                         6.


                    ASSHOLE BOSS
           SO, as know the KING TECH gala is
          our most important event of the
          year, and well, last year you were
          a little too....chatty.

                    FRIDA
          No I--He started talking to me. He
          told me he liked my nails that was
          it--

                    ASSHOLE BOSS
          Anyway, It would be great if this
          time you could be a little more, ya
          know, invisible.

Frida nods. Turns to open her locker

                    ASSHOLE BOSS (CONT'D)
          Aren't we forgetting something?

                    FRIDA
          If I'm inviable why does it matter
          if I-

                    ASSHOLE BOSS
           If you're gonna difficult--

                    FRIDA
          Ok, ok, I'm sorry. We're good. No
          one's difficult. See?

Frida smiles.

                    ASSHOLE BOSS
          Just don't forget to smile.

Boss walks away. Frida smile drops. She gives him the finger.
Stuffs her Backpack in the locker.
      INT. EVENT STAGING AREA - NIGHT
R1A

      TRACK WITH FRIDA as she heads to some LOCKERS, passing
      between her co-worker buds, CAROLINE and BEN.

                             CAROLINE
                   You know what they used to call
                   that place?

      TITLE CARD

                             BEN
                   Yeah, and it was legendary and also
                   a million years ago.

      Frida drops her RED BACKPACK into a locker.

                             JEFF
                   Frida, you're late.

                             FRIDA
                   Sorry.

                             CAROLINE
                   All I'm sayin' is I don't buy this
                   whole fucking "my island is my safe
                   space where I learn to talk less
                   and listen more and think about my
                   soul." What do you think they do
                   on this "legendary" island now Ben?
                   Bring girls there to hang out and
                   play chess with them?

                             BEN
                   Oh, they definitely playin' with
                   they chess. I'm just sayin' he's a
                   billionaire. What do you want him
                   to do, take girls to Applebees?

                             CAROLINE
                   How was your date by the way?

                             BEN
                   She was sweet.

                             CAROLINE
                   All I'm saying is, if you're at one
                   of these charity events, it's not
                   because you're a good person. It's
                   because you cannot fuckin' sleep at
                   night and you're trying to buy back
                   your soul, one five-hundred-
                   thousand dollar plate of Branzino
                   at a time. I'm just sayin'--
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)2.


                    BEN
          I'm just sayin'...

                    FRIDA
          That's so cynical. You don't have to
          be a monster to have power. I'm just
          saying, I'll be at one of those
          tables one day, and it won't be
          because I did something horrible.
          And, by the way, I served him last
          year and he was very nice.

They laugh.

                    FRIDA (CONT'D)
          He said he liked my nails.
                                                                
           CAROLINE                          BEN
Okay. Go hang out with your     Yeah, tell him we say, hi.
best friend, Slater King.

Jess enters frame lugging a box of champagne.

                    JESS
          Do you have my lighter?

Ben hands it to her. Frida and Jess unload a dolly.

                    JESS (CONT'D)
          Missed that audition waiting for
          the super who never showed. So we
          still have black mold so I guess
          we're just gonna die now. How was
          your day?

                    FRIDA
          So, I've learned that when a client
          over fifty says they want to "try
          something young and fun" with their
          nails, it means you're about to
          enter a hostage situation.

                    JESS
          Rich people have no sense of time.

                    GARRET
          Yo Jess, can I grab your lighter?

                     JESS
              (hands it off)
          I want it back.
              (then)
          Gonna have to write my fuckin' name
          on this thing.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)3.


                    FRIDA
          Ugh, this haircut is stupid. I look
          like a boy.

                       JESS
          It's cute.

                    FRIDA
          Heard ya sneakin' out at like three
          am. Where'd you go last night?

Jess cringes, guilty.

                    FRIDA (CONT'D)
          What's wrong with you?

                    JESS
          Please don't be mad at me.

                    FRIDA
          I'm not mad at you! I just can't
          magically erase shit from my brain so
          when you get back together I'm not
          gonna pretend I don't want to stab
          him.

                    JESS
          It's complicated --

                     FRIDA
          It's not. Stop giving away your power.
          You're not a human phone charger.
          Have some self-respect.
              (then)
          I'm sorry. I love you. I just don't
          understand why you keep going back.

                    JESS
          I think I'm afraid of being alone.

                    FRIDA
          You're not alone. You have me.

                       JESS
          I know.

Jeff approaches --

                    JEFF
          Don't forget to smile, ladies.

                    JESS
          Anyway. It's tonight.   You must be
          dying.
    PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)4.


                           FRIDA

              I'm dead.

2                                                                 2
    INT. THE DOWN TO EARTH GALA - BALLROOM - NIGHT

    CLOSE ON: An EMCEE'S FACE.

                        EMCEE
              Ok, ok, let's get serious, people.
              It is now time for me to introduce
              to you, your host. You all know him
              as the CEO and founder of KingTech,
              but tonight we are here for his
              exquisite taste and his boundless
              generosity. And it is my distinct
              pleasure to introduce you to Mr.
              Slater King.

    GO WIDE. A fancy fundraiser gala. The audience--celebs, CEOs,
    rich people (you get it)--APPLAUDS LOUDLY for: SLATER KING (a
    very young 40). He is handsome and charming and perfect in a
    way that should probably be annoying, but somehow isn't. He
    waves off the adulation gracefully.

3                                                                 3
    INT. STORAGE ROOM - BALLROOM - MOMENTS LATER - NIGHT

    Frida and Jess struggle with CASES OF DOM. Frida cranes her
    neck, staring through the door at Slater, still talking.

                        JESS
              Careful, you're gonna sprain your
              neck.

                        FRIDA
              I don't care if I break it.

    She DROPS her case of Dom next to the freezer.

                                             TIME CUT:

    BACK TO THE BALLROOM

    A woman TAPS her champagne flute. A HAND appears--nails
    PAINTED BLUE, with NAIL ART OF CATS--starts to pour. Frida
    glances at THE BACK OF SLATER'S HEAD AT HIS TABLE.

    Back to Frida, the champagne flute is OVERFLOWING.

                        FRIDA (CONT'D)
              Sorry. Shit. I'm sorry.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)5.


      Frida cleans the spill. Embossed on the NAPKIN: "KINGTECH".

      INT. GALA - LOCKERS - A LITTLE LATER
R4A

      Frida opens her locker with the RED BACK PACK.

                          JESS
                    (to co-worker)
                Yo. Seriously?

      Co-worker tosses the lighter back.

4A                                                                4A
      INT. BALLROOM - A MOMENT LATER - NIGHT

      Frida and Jess weave through the dense crowd with the RED
      BACKPACK.

6                                                                   6
      INT. STALL - LADIES ROOM - NIGHT

      Frida and Jess are squeezed into the stall. Frida reaches
      into the backpack--

                          FRIDA
                Red or blue?

                            JESS
                Uhhhh--

7                                                                   7
      INT. LADIES ROOM - MOMENTS LATER - NIGHT

      Frida and Jess fight the crowd of women for a spot at the
      mirror. Both in the same dress. Frida in RED. Jess in BLUE.

                            JESS
                Twinsies.

      NEXT TO THEM:   A BLONDE WOMAN, stares at her reflection.

                          BLONDE WOMAN
                I've asked Charlie to pull the car
                around.

8                                                                   8
      INT. BALLROOM - A FEW MINUTES LATER - NIGHT

      The gala is now in full party mode. Frida and Jess strut,
      lookin' good. Like, real good. On stage in the b.g., the
      Emcee is auctioning off a PIECE OF ART.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)6.


                    FRIDA/JESS
          Hi... Hello....How are
          you?...Hello, Ladies...

                     JESS
          Oh, she's gorgeous. I have one of
          those in my summer house, but I
          need more.

Frida trips in her heels.

                    FRIDA
          Oh, shit, sorry. I just don't know
          how to walk in these fuckin'
          things.

                     JESS
          Ok, do this thing my aunt taught
          me. It's easy. East. West. East.
          West.

                    JESS/FRIDA
          East. West. East. West.

                     JESS
          Oh, shit, it's Jennifer.

They strut towards a crowd of VIPs, but then--

                    STAN
          Ladies, this is a private area.
          Could you step that way please?

This is STAN (50, Slater's bodyguard, always nearby).

                    JESS/FRIDA
          South. South. South.

Frida stops, staring into the crowd.

                    JESS
          How much do you think that little
          head costs? Like, a million
          dollars? I wonder if an alarm would
          go off if I stole it.

Frida's off. Heading into the crowd.

                     JESS
          Frida! What are you doing??

Frida takes a few steps... then TRIPS... and FALLS... right
into a waitress with a tray of champagne. Record scratch.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)7.


Everybody turns and stares. Champagne and broken glass
everywhere. People are staring. Fuck my life. But then--

                    SLATER
          Are you alright? Is it ok if I help
          you up?

There he is... leaning down in front of her. Slater Fucking
King. He helps her onto a chair.

                     SLATER (CONT'D)
          May I?

                     FRIDA
          Yeah...

He slips off her other shoe... and SNAPS the heel off. She
smiles. They look at each other. It's an electric moment.

Big APPLAUSE. The winner, RICH --

                     RICH
          Slater!

                     SLATER
          Rich!

                    RICH
          The speech turned out great.

                    SLATER
          Really, you sure it wasn't too
          long?

Frida looks at Jess. Jess `slits her throat,' mouths `dead'.

Frida watches as Slater heads for the stage to take a picture
with Rich. Rich catches Frida's eye.

                     STAN
          Ma'am.

Stan hands her a BAND-AID. Her hand is bleeding--she hadn't
even noticed. She smiles. Under Stan's jacket, she glimpses:
A HOLSTERED GLOCK. Slater reappears with Rich --

                    RICH
          I'm sorry to interrupt.

                    SLATER
          No, no, you're not interrupting.
          This is... actually, I havent asked
          you your name.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)8.


                             FRIDA
                I'm Frida.

      A beat, and then... she starts to laugh. They laugh together.

      MONTAGE - BALLROOM - SLATER AND HIS FRIENDS

      Frida and Jess join Slater and his gang.

        - CODY (40, Slater's chef/oldest friend), waves. - VIC (40,
      rich kid, mischievous and sharp), nods. - CAMILLA (20s,
      street smart but also into crystals in a not-annoying way)
      "`sup." - TOM (40s, heavyset, sweet, used to be on a sitcom)
      "hey" - HEATHER (20s, pre-law stoner) "hieee!" - LUCAS
      (crypto kid, 21 barely, prolly on Adderall) grins. - SARAH
      (20s, sharp and snooty)

      "ME AND MY SHADOW" continues as the gang goofs around,
      getting to know each another. The party gradually thins out.

      - Lucas and Jess do quirky dance moves. - Heather rolls a
      blunt while Camilla CRACKS UP LAUGHING. - Cody tries to dance
      towards Sarah. She ignores him. - Sarah FLIRTS with Slater.
      Frida doesn't love it. - Vic and Tom SWIG champagne from the
      bottle, little pink umbrellas behind their ears. - Slater
      and Frida do HAND DANCES on the stairs. It's cute. Frida
      LAUGHS out loud, and we

      END MONTAGE

10D                                                             10D
      INT. STAIRS - BALLROOM - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT

      STACY (Slater's assistant, all smiles, kinda hangin' on by a
      thread).

                          STACY
                Hi. Sorry to interrupt.

                          SLATER
                     (not breaking eye contact
                     with Frida)
                Frida, Stacy. Stacy, Frida.

                          STACY
                Hiiii. So nice to see you. So, Miss
                Party Pooper, I know, but it's--

                          SLATER
                Yeah, ok. Thanks Stace.

      Stacy steps away, quietly takes a little ZIPLOCK of SKITTLES
      out of her FANNY PACK. Pops one in her mouth. Slater picks up
      his jacket.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)9.


                          FRIDA
                Where ya off to?

                          SLATER
                The island. Just for a few days.

                          FRIDA
                Oh. "The island." Casual.

                             SLATER
                So casual.     It was nice meeting you
                .

      A pregnant pause. Neither of them really wants this to end.

                          VIC
                Alright, that's very cute. C'mon.
                Let's go.

                          SLATER
                Ok, I'll, uhh...

                          VIC
                Let's goooooo!

                          SLATER
                -- I'll see ya.

      She watches sadly as he walks away. Jess lays her head into
      Frida's lap.

                          JESS
                Another chapter for the memoir.

                             FRIDA
                Totally.

      But then, without warning. He's back.

                          SLATER
                Ok, uhm, I don't wanna sound uhm...
                Do you guys wanna come?

      Holy fucking shit.

14B                                                             14B
      INT. SLATER'S JET - MOMENTS LATER - NIGHT

      Frida opens her eyes, blinks, looks around. Slater is asleep
      on her shoulder. Holy shit, Slater King is asleep on my
      shoulder. She peeks out the window to see: THE ISLAND. Deep
      green jungle. White sand beaches. Crystal clear water.
     PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)10.

15                                                                15
      EXT. MOVING TESLA / ISLAND DIRT ROAD - LATER - DAY

      BIRDSEYE SHOT, à la THE SHINING: a caravan of Teslas winding
      along the dirt road through dense trees.
16                                                                16
      OMIT

17                                                                17
      INT./EXT. MOVING TESLA / THE COMPOUND - DAY

      Frida, Jess, and Slater ride in the back, Stan up front with
      the driver. The caravan pulls up to the compound. Stacy jumps
      out, enters a code at the FRONT GATE.

      Frida catches the Driver's eyes in the rearview. He smiles.
      Stan clears his throat. The driver looks away. The gates
      open, revealing: the COMPOUND.

      The caravan continues through a dense tunnel of VINES budding
      BIG RED FLOWERS. Jess watches the gates glide shut behind
      them. They step of the cars onto an exquisitely manicured
      lawn. Those big red flowers dominate the landscape.

17                                                                17
      EXT. COMPOUND DRIVEWAY - DAY

      Everyone gets out of their cars.

      The staff awaits them with trays of drinks.

      Vic puts on his FAVORITE HAT.

                          VIC
                It's good to be back.

      Slater tries out his RED CHAIR in the middle of the driveway.

                          SLATER
                I'm redecorating. You like it?

                             FRIDA
                I love it.

                          SLATER
                What do you think?    Is it too red?

      Eventually he lets the crew take it away and follows them
      down the path. Jess turns to Frida.

                          JESS
                     (sotto to Frida)
                Did we're really just jet off with
                bunch of total strangers.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)11.


                     FRIDA
           He's not a stranger. He's Slater
           King.

 Looming before them: the BIG HOUSE, early th century,
 colonial, antique and imposing. Surrounding on all sides:
 JUNGLE. The whole place conveys a sense of unpretentious
 perfection. It's... insane. Frida and Jess gawk.

                     STACY
           Hi friends!
                (trips a little)
           Godammit. I got it. Phones please?

 Tom tosses his phone in to Stacy's PINK TOTE. Vic rewinds:

 Vic tosses his phone in. Frida does the same. Jess side-eyes
 her. Seriously? Frida shrugs.

                     SLATER
           Yeah, you don't have to do anything
           you don't want to do.

 Jess hands over her phone.

                     SLATER (CONT'D)
           It's just, better without phones.

 On the steps of the Big House stands a woman. This is MAMA
 (70s, indigenous, with ancient eyes). She smiles warmly as
 Slater comes in for a huge hug.

                      SLATER (CONT'D)
           Mama!

                     MAMA
           Welcome home.

                     SLATER
           The place looks great. So much new
           growth.

                      TOM
           Hi Mama!

                     MAMA
           Welcome home, uhm...

                     TOM
           ... Tom. Mama, it's me, Tom.

                     MAMA
           Oh I know I know.
     PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)12.


      Frida and Jess stare at A BASKET on the grass, filled with...
      DEAD SNAKES? Jess puffs a cigarette. Sarah approaches.

                          FRIDA
                Casual basket of snakes.

                          JESS
                Do we consider that a red flag?

                            SARAH
                Not no.

                          JESS
                So I guess we should ignore it? And
                like, date it for eight months?

      Sarah CHUCKLES, gestures for a light. Jess hands her a YELLOW
      SMILEY FACE LIGHTER.

                            SARAH
                Cute.

      Vic, passing Cody--

                          VIC
                Ok everyone say "makin' memories!"

                          SHITHEADS
                Makin' memories!!



18                                                               18
      INT. FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - LATER - DAY

      Slater opens the door. It's elegant, minimal, perfect.

                          SLATER
                I hope it's ok. It's my favorite
                one.

      Frida sniffs the bouquet of BIG RED FLOWERS.

                          FRIDA
                I think I'll survive.

      They cross through the room. Slater twists the knob on the
      back door, and it sticks. He wrestles with it for a beat, a
      little embarrassed. Finally gets it open.

                          SLATER
                I keep meaning to fix that.
        PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)13.


         INT. FRIDA'S ROOM - DAY
R18A

         Refreshed, having just showered off the gala and the jet,
         still buzzing from the Slater tour, Frida wraps herself in a
         towel, and JUMPS/SCREAMS: Mama stands in her bathroom,
         holding the WHITE DRESS.

                             FRIDA
                   Holy shit, you scared me.

                             MAMA
                   Sorry, I forgot.

         Frida clocks SNAKE TATTOO'S on her forearms as Mama hangs up
         the dress.

                             MAMA (CONT'D)
                   Red Rabbit.

                             FRIDA
                   Sorry, what?

         Mama pinches her cheek, smiles, flashing GREEN, VENOM STAINED
         TEETH, and exits. Frida takes a step and CLANG, trips over
         something.

                             FRIDA (CONT'D)
                   Wait, you forgot your --

         WIDEN OUT to reveal Mama's BUCKET.

  22                                                                22
         INT. BATHROOM - FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - CONTINUOUS - DAY

         Frida opens the vanity mirror. Q-tips. Tampons. Lotion.
         Electric toothbrush (from the future). A SMALL BOTTLE OF
         PERFUME - "Desideria". She SPRITZES it on herself. Delicious.

         In a drawer: a used LIP GLOSS. She opens it. There's a LONG
         DARK HAIR stuck to the grimy tube. She looks at it...

                             FRIDA
                   Better luck next time, bitch.

         ... And TOSSES it in the trash.

  22A                                                              22A
         EXT. BUNGALOWS - DAY

         Frida steps out her door to find Jess, smoking. They're both
         in bikinis, white linen skirts, sun hats, sunglasses. They
         look dope.
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)14.


                              JESS
                  Twinsies.


        EXT. PROPERTY - DAY
R22B

        Frida and Jess wander, not sure where to go. They pass some
        GARDENERS with baskets of flowers and weeds.

                            FRIDA
                  Excuse me? Do you know where we're
                  supposed to go?

        The gardeners just smile revealing STAINED, GREEN, TEETH.

                            FRIDA (CONT'D)
                  We'll figure it out. Thank you.

                            JESS
                  Is it weird there's like, clothes
                  for us?

                            FRIDA
                  I don't think it's weird. I think
                  it's just -- rich.

                            JESS
                  Right. So, you think the human
                  sacrifice is before or after
                  dinner?

        They look up to find CODY, walking towards them from across
        the lawn, holding a KNIFE!

                            JESS (CONT'D)
                  Frida, frida.

                            CODY
                  Sashimi at the pool.

                            FRIDA
                  Wait, where's the pool?

        He stops and stares at her for a sec.   It's weird.   He smiles.

                            CODY
                  Oh right, you've never been here
                  before. Sorry. It's straight back.
                  It's big, it's got water in it.

        Cue: Camilla, Heather and Sarah step out of their bungalows,
        all dressed similarly.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)15.

26                                                                  26
       EXT. POOL AREA - LATER - DAY

       CLOSE ON: RASPBERRIES being dropped into CHAMPAGNE FLUTES.

       Sarah hops out of the pool, sits next to Heather and Camilla.
       Heather's rolling a blunt.

                           CAMILLA
                 That is a fat blunt, queen.

                           HEATHER
                 That's why they call me the Fat
                 Blunt Queen. Who's got a lighter?

       Jess tosses over her lighter. Stacy passes, carrying TOO MANY
       CANDLES, balanced awkwardly.

                           SLATER
                 I'm good. Thanks Mama.

       Frida gazes at Slater in his chaise lounge. A waiter hands
       her a champagne with a raspberry.

       CLOSE ON: A SHARP-ASS ICE PICK hacking at a BLOCK OF ICE. Vic
       scoops some ice into a COCKTAIL SHAKER. Shakes. Calls to
       Stan.

       Vic drops an UMBRELLA in his drink.

       Heather slides into the pool. Frida looks around.

26A                                                                26A
       EXT. POOL AREA - LATER - DAY

       CLOSE ON: Cody slices SASHIMI. He hands a slice to Sarah.

                           SARAH
                 Mmmm. Cody. What in the fuck.

                           CODY
                 Bluefin. Belly cut. Best in the
                 world. Just melts in your mouth.

                           LUCAS
                 Whoa. Sick!

       Lucas picks up Cody's CHEF'S KNIFE. It's beautiful, ornate.
       Totally unique. Cody snatches it back right away.

                           CODY
                 Hey! You don't touch my dick, you
                 don't touch my knife. Get it?

       FLASH! Vic takes a polaroid of Cody and his knife.
        PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)16.


         Sorry. It's an original Hatori, and it's very special. And
         very sharp. Just don't want you to hurt yourself, brother.

                              LUCAS
                   Totally.

 59B                                                                59B
         EXT. CHICKEN COOP - DAY

         Heather discovers the coop.    Smokes a joint and watches the
         chicks.

 26A                                                                26A
         EXT. POOL - CONTINUOUS - DAY

         A WAITER hands Frida and Jess fresh champagnes with
         raspberries.

         Jess plucks out her raspberry. Tries to cheers Frida with it,
         but Frida's attention is on Slater, swimming past.

                             SLATER
                   You two ok? Having a good time?

                             FRIDA
                   We're having a great time.

         Jess pops her raspberry in her mouth.

         Slater smiles, lifts himself out of the pool. Frida watches
         as he walks away, settles into a lounge chair.

 26D                                                                26D
         EXT. POOL - CONTINUOUS - DAY

         Camilla steps into the pool, puffing the blunt. Tom is there,
         staring up into the sky. She follows his gaze. He points:

                             TOM
                   There's the head. Arms. Little
                   buttons. One two three. Gingerbread
                   man. See it?

                             CAMILLA
                   Aww yeah. Let's find him a cute
                   little house.

         She searches the sky, puffs the blunt.

         Frida is still staring at Slater, lazing in his lounge chair.
         He vapes, catches her eye. They look at each other.

         PU: FRIDA NOTICES MAMA IN THE DISTANCE, A SNAKE DRAPED AROUND
RE26R
         HER NECK, SMILING BACK AT HER, when --
        PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)17.


                             SARAH (O.S.)
                   Think fast!

         Slater turns just in time to catch a FLYING COCONUT.

                              LUCAS
                   Whoa!

         Sarah hangs precipitously from a TREE -- total daredevil.

                             SLATER
                   Well look at you.

         Sarah jumps gracefully out of the tree.

                             CAMILLA
                   Go off, HSB!!!

                              JESS
                   I knew it!
                        (to Frida)
                   She was on Hot Survivor Babes.

         Sarah takes the coconut out of Slater's hands.

                             SARAH
                   Season eighteen.

                             CAMILLA
                   You went cuckoo bananas on that
                   show.

                             SARAH
                   They edit out a lot.

         Sarah grabs Cody's special knife off his tray, goes to hack
         off the top of the coconut. Cody squirms.

                             SARAH (CONT'D)
                   I did what I had to do to survive.
                   That's how you win.

         PU: FRIDA AT THE SIDE OF THE POOL, DOWNS THE CHAMPAGNE AND
RD26R
         POPS THE RASPBERRY IN HER MOUTH.

         Sarah swings-- WHACK! The coconut top pops off. She slips a
         straw in. Cody inspects his knife with great concern.

         Sarah sips the coconut suggestively, offers it to Slater. He
         takes a sip. Smiles at her.

         Suddenly, COUGH - Oh no, Frida's choking. Slater runs over.
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)18.


                             SLATER
                  You ok?

        Frida COUGHS, spits the raspberry out, looks up at Slater.


        EXT. PATH - DAY
R26F

        Frida looks over to find Slater, just down the path. Some
        GARDENERS approach with LARGE BASKETS OF FLOWERS. Slater says
        "hi guys," steals a flower, and offers one to her.

                            SLATER KING
                  Desideria. It only grows here.
                  This place is really special. The
                  people are beautiful. We're fully
                  sustainable. Everything we use here
                  is native to the island. The
                  fabric, the produce, got our
                  organic herb garden, got our
                  chickens. Cody's a great chef,
                  cooks all of our meals. Got our
                  cold plunge, the sauna's up and
                  running. That's not from here. So
                  yeah, a little slice of paradise.

                            FRIDA
                  This is not what I thought it was
                  gonna be.

                            SLATER KING
                  What do you mean?

                            FRIDA
                  I mean, the legendary parties of
                  slater king. Debauchery, drugs --
                  sounded kinda fun.

                            SLATER
                  We still do drugs, just with
                  intention. And we still have fun,
                  it's just different now.

                            FRIDA
                  I'm just saying, I know what they
                  use to call this place.

                            SLATER KING
                  Ah man, you must think I'm an
                  asshole.

                            FRIDA
                  No. I think you're a boy.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)19.


                     SLATER KING
           I was. I was a young, stupid, boy
           with all this money and power and no
           one gives you a rule book.

                     FRIDA
           Why would you want rules?

                     SLATER KING
           The world needs rules, otherwise
           you've got a bunch of traumatized
           kid with abandonment issues running
           around, actin' like psychopaths
           because they can't accept love. But
           that's not an excuse. A lot of
           shame. Shame's a big one.

                     FRIDA
           Hey, your life was bananas.

                     SLATER KING
           I'm figuring it out.

 They come upon a GARDENER wiping blood off of a MACHETE next to
 MAMA who picks up a lifeless SNAKE, rivulets of blood crisscross
 her fingers, as she drops it into a cloth bag.

                     SLATER KING (CONT'D)
           Thanks Mama.
               (to Frida)
           Gotta bit of a pest problem.

 She smiles and waves at them as they pass.

                     FRIDA
           You call your house keeper mama?

                     SLATER KING
           It's her nickname.

                       FRIDA
           Oh, okay.

                       SLATER KING
           What?

                     FRIDA
           Nothing, just -- she's a real
           person who, maybe, shouldn't have
           to live with a "nickname" because
           her boss has mommy issues. But, no
           I'm sorry, I'm sure it's fine.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)20.


                     SLATER KING
           Oh my god, no, you're right. I
           thought we had a cute thing but she
           probably wants to burn this place
           to the ground. Goddamnit, I'm still
           an asshole.

                      FRIDA
           No, I'm sorry. I don't know why I
           said that.

                      SLATER KING
           No, you're right.
               (then)
           She left us with our dad, it
           totally fucked me up.
               (then)
           You in therapy?

                     FRIDA
           No. I actually think therapy's kind
           of self-indulgent bullshit.

                     SLATER KING
           You sound like my sister.

                     FRIDA
           I don't need to pay someone to talk
           about the time my mom tried to kill
           herself in front of me. I mean, who
           didn't have a fucked up
           childhood? I survived, I'm here.

                     SLATER KING
           Wow. I'm sorry. Well -- talk
           therapy isn't really for me either.
           Rich is a trauma therapist. So,
           more like, subconscious, repressed
           memories -- stuff like that. But so
           far he's just very expensive so
           maybe you're right. Therapy's
           bullshit.

                     FRIDA
           What can't you remember?

                     SLATER KING
           Anything before ten -- it's just,
           shooop. So it was probably pretty
           bad.

                     FRIDA
           I don't get it, why do you want to
           remember? I'd pay to forget.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)21.


                     SLATER KING
           I dunno. There's something
           unsettling about not knowing but
           maybe you're right, forgetting is a
           gift.

 She lifts her hand, touching her scar.

 CRASH, suddenly STACY is there dropping an arm full of RED
 GIFT BAGS.

                     FRIDA
           Let me help you.

                     SLATER KING
           Don't even try. She's got it.

 Frida goes to pick up a bag and Stacy shoos her hand away.

                       STACY
           I got it.

                     SLATER KING
           She physically can't accept help.

                     STACY
               (frazzled)
           Relax, you're on vacation. Oh,
           Slater, I had them put the chair in
           the new spot, hon. Let me know if
           you think it looks less weird
           there. I think it looks nice. I put
           the vape fluid in your desk. The
           new generator's not in yet so the
           candles are set up in the dining --

                     SLATER
           Thanks Stace.

 They continue down the path trailed by Stan.

                     FRIDA
           So, she does everything for you?

                     SLATER KING
           Yeah, she's my assisstant.

                     FRIDA
           And this guy just follows you
           everywhere?

                     SLATER KING
           Who? Oh, Stan? Don't even notice
           him anymore. Yeah, just in case.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)22.


                           FRIDA
                 I have bad news for you.

                            SLATER KING
                 What?

                           FRIDA
                 Your life is still bananas.

26E                                                                26E
       EXT. FRONT LAWN - MAGIC HOUR - DAY

27                                                                  27
       EXT. TERRACE - SAME - MAGIC HOUR - DAY

       Heather and Vic play chess on a HEAVY MARBLE CHESSBOARD. He
       studies the position, utterly perplexed.

                           VIC
                 Something weird is going on here.

                           HEATHER
                 If by `weird' you mean `you're
                 losing', then yeah, shit's gettin'
                 pretty fuckin' `weird,' dogg.

       Vic studies the board. Heather takes a big blunt hit. She
       watches Mama walking in the distance. Stonily-

                           HEATHER (CONT'D)
                 What happened to your pinky?

       Vic makes his move. Heather, blasé, makes her move. Vic
       stares. What the fuck...... and TIPS OVER HIS KING.

26E                                                                26E
       EXT. LAWN - A LITTLE LATER

       Behind them, on the lawn, Frida steps ahead of Slater, and he
       speeds up playfully. In a moment, they're suddenly racing
       across the lawn, laughing. Aww.

28A                                                                28A
       INT. BATHROOM - FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - NIGHT

       Frida spritzes perfume, stares at herself in the mirror. She
       picks up a YELLOW TOWEL, puts it on her head, tucks it behind
       her ears like straight blonde hair.

                           FRIDA
                 ... I've aaasked Charlie to pull
                 the car around.

       And then, THE LIGHTS GO OUT. Frida, startled, looks around.
        PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)23.

28B                                                                28B
         EXT. BUNGALOW PATH - NIGHT

         Frida and Jess--now dressed in the WHITE LINEN GARMENT--walk
         in the dark.

                               FRIDA AND JESS (ADR V.O.)
                   TWINSIES.

29                                                                    29
         EXT. DINING AREA - A LITTLE LATER - NIGHT

         They're all seated around the DINING TABLE. Everyone's
         laughing and talking. All the girls wear those RAW WHITE LINE
         GARMENTS. The power's still out; candles everywhere. A team
         of WAITERS stands behind them, PLATES in hand, like storm
         troopers in black suits. Cody stands.

                             CODY
                   Ladies and gentlemen, tonight you
                   have zucchini blossoms from the
                   garden, a yuca mofongo, also grown
                   right here at chez King, and some
                   absolutely beautiful dry aged steak
                   from the Mie prefecture in Japan.

         The waiters--sharply synchronized--place the beautiful dishes
         down. Frida and Jess gaze ravenously at the steak.

                               CODY (CONT'D)
                   Blessing.    Please enjoy.

         They all clap, start to eat. Yummy sounds all around.

                             HEATHER
                   Wow. Wooow. Cody. Wow.

         Tom has only a plate of PLAIN SOFT-BOILED EGGS. He eats one.
         Camilla eyes this quizzically, then digs into her steak.

                             CAMILLA
                   Oh fuck off.

         Frida takes some steak. Offers some to Slater.

         INSERT: Frida's white dress making contact with the steak.
 R29L

                             SLATER
                   I don't eat red meat.

                               FRIDA
                   Why not?

                             SLATER
                   I don't like it.
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)24.


        Frida slyly puts her steak back on the platter.

                               CODY
                     I love cooking for friends. It just
                     hits different.

                               VIC
                     Can you pass the salt?

                               CODY
                     Really?

        INSERT PU:    Vic's pinky as he salts the steak.
R29K

        Cody holds up TWO NEW BOTTLES OF RED WINE. Slater points at
        one. Cody opens it. Pours a tiny sip.

                               JESS
                     Sarah, you gonna be on All-Stars?

                               CODY
                     Oh yeah. That's gonna open up
                     beautifully.

                               SARAH
                     I was gonna be, but of course after
                     twenty-two years, they just now
                     decide to notice that their show
                     about girls in bikinis fighting for
                     their lives in the jungle is
                     "exploitative." Like--

        Cody holds the cork to Sarah's face.

                               CODY
                     Babe--

                               SARAH
                     -- you can't wait to have that
                     epiphany until after I've won a
                     million dollars?

         She finally sniffs the cork. Gives Cody a cursory thumbs up.

                               (CONT'D) SARAH
                     So yeah, two years of training for
                     nothing.

                               FRIDA
                     I'm sure it'll come in handy.

        A waiter pours the wine. Lucas takes a big messy swig.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)25.


                           CODY
                 Sip it, dude, sip it. That wine is
                 older than you.

                           SLATER
                 Camilla. Congratulations.

       They share a little private toast.

       (CONT'D) SLATER
       She closed the sale of her app this   week.

                           LUCAS
                 Whoa. Awesome. What's your app?

                           CAMILLA
                 Oh, it's an astrology app. It's
                 called The Cycle.
38A                                                              38A
       EXT. POOL AREA - LATER - NIGHT

       They're all huddled around Tom. He's flipping through songs
       on an iPad.

                           TOM
                 I got it. I got it. I got it.

       He presses play. The song starts.

       The gang dances their asses off. Fun, crazy energy. Frida
       grabs a champagne bottle out of Slater's hand, takes a messy
       swig. They dance together. And just then: a SCREAM.

       They all run over. Jess is standing in the grass, terrified.

                           JESS
                 Something bit me!

                           CAMILLA
                 Oh hell no.

                           TOM
                 Right there! Right there!

       Slater moves lightning fast, leaps down and PUMMELS the snake
       with the champagne bottle THWAACK THWAACK THWAACK.

                           LUCAS
                 Jesus, that was...

                           VIC
                 The word you're looking for, young
                 man, is `fucking awesome.'
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)26.


                            CODY
                  Nice one, Slate.

                               SLATER
                  You ok?

                            JESS
                  What is it? Is it poisonous?

        Slater kneels down in the grass.

                             SLATER
                  It is venomous, but you're not
                  gonna die.

                               JESS
                  Oh my god.

        She inspects her hand: Two TINY FANG MARKS.

                            SLATER
                  Look at me. You're gonna be fine.
                  It might get a little itchy. Maybe
                  a little fatigue. Drink a lot of
                  water.

        Frida inspects Jess's snake bite.

        Jess looks over to see Slater and Cody, huddled, talking
        quietly. Slater looks back over his shoulder at Jess.

                            JESS
                  Should I be like, going to a
                  hospital or something?

                            VIC
                  You'll be fine. Also there is no
                  hospital.

        FLASH! Vic snaps a photo of the champagne-covered dead snake.


        INT. JESS'S ROOM - NIGHT
R39B

        Frida, still kinda high, helps Jess into bed.   Jess winces.

                            JESS
                  I want my phone.

                            FRIDA
                  Okay, I'll go ask --

                            JESS
                  No, no, no. Don't go.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)27.


 Jess rocks back and forth, suddenly emotional.   Frida rubs
 her back.

                     JESS (CONT'D)
           This place is weird, I wanna go
           home.

                     FRIDA
           Hey, hey, we can't go home, that's
           crazy. We're on Slater King's
           island drinking champagne, eating
           amazing food, and we were just
           dancing with amazing people,
           nothing's weir -- oh shit.

 She looks up to find MAMA standing in the doorway holding the
 DEAD SNAKE.

                     FRIDA (CONT'D)
           Hi, we're just having a moment, do
           you mind?

                     JESS
           Do you want to continue your speech
           about how everything is normal and
           nothing is weird?

 They laugh.

                     FRIDA
           Nothing else is...

 She looks down to find the stain is gone.

                       FRIDA (CONT'D)
           My stain.

                       JESS
           What?

                      FRIDA
           Nothing.
               (then)
           He's actually really sweet. He's
           been through a lot. We have a lot
           in common. I served his table last
           year. I can't believe I forgot that
           he doesn't eat meat. Did I tell you
           he --

 Jess is now asleep, twitching.

 Frida sneaks out of the bed and over to the vanity, spritzes
 perfume, and quietly makes her way out of the room.
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)28.


        OFF JESS, HAVING A NIGHTMARE, NOSE BLEEDING --


        EXT. LAWN - BONFIRE - NIGHT
R39A

        Frida approaches Slater who sips from a bottle of champagne, alone
        in front of the fire -- IN THE RED CHAIR! Vibe's a little dark.

                              FRIDA
                  Hi.

                             SLATER KING
                  Hi.   You came back.

        He struggles to refill the vape.   He's kinda fucked up.

                              FRIDA
                  Here.

        He hands her the vape and the fluid to refill it.

                            SLATER KING
                  Sorry about your friend. We were
                  all having such a good time.

                            FRIDA
                  She's fine. She's sleeping. We're
                  still having a good time.

                            SLATER KING
                  Good. I didn't want to scare her
                  but sometimes people have a bad
                  reaction.
                      (re: vape)
                  You gotta flip the --

        She puffs his vape.   Coughs.

                            FRIDA
                  What is this? Strawberry?

                            SLATER KING
                  Wild berry. Yummy right?

        She hands it back. He vapes.

                            FRIDA
                  At first I guess --
                      (getting the aftertaste)
                  -- but then it's kinda --

                            SLATER KING
                  I know it's bad but at least it
                  doesn't kill you.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)29.


                     FRIDA
           You never know what's in those
           things, man.

 Hands it back.   He vapes and stares into the fire.

                     FRIDA (CONT'D)
           So, watcha doin?

                     SLATER KING
           Thinkin' of lighting this chair on
           fire.

                      FRIDA
           Why?

                     SLATER KING
           Just tried it in like, every room
           and I cannot -- it just feels weird
           everywhere. This is a problem.
           This fucking chair is a problem.

 She cracks up.

                     SLATER KING (CONT'D)
           It's not funny. I'm serious.

                     FRIDA
           I know. That's what's so funny.
           This is your biggest problem.
           Amazing.

                     SLATER KING
           I know, I know, you're right. I'm
           obsessing. I gotta get away from
           this thing.

 He crawls down onto the grass next to her.

                     SLATER KING (CONT'D)
           It's nice down here.

 She stares at the empty chair.

                      FRIDA
           Uh-huh.

                     SLATER KING
           I asked mama her name.

                     FRIDA
           What is it?
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)30.


                     SLATER KING
           It's -- uhhh -- shit.

 They die laughing.

                     SLATER KING (CONT'D)
           That smells nice on you. I like
           your nails.

 Frida smiles.

                     FRIDA
           Thanks. I do them myself.

                     SLATER KING
           What do we got here? Little blue
           cats?

                     FRIDA
           A-nail-mals.

                        SLATER KING
           What?

                     FRIDA
           Animal nails. It's kinda my thing.
           It's a play on --

                        SLATER KING
           Anailmals!     I like it.

                     FRIDA
           It's stupid.

                     SLATER KING
           It's not. You should Trademark
           that.

                        FRIDA
           I did.

                     SLATER KING
           Oh, okay. Someone's on their shit.

                     FRIDA
           I got into Haas.

                     SLATER KING
           Damn. Berkley.

                        FRIDA
           Full ride.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)31.


                     SLATER KING
           Wanna be my CFO? Pretty sure Vic
           only comes into the office to hide
           from his wife.

                     FRIDA
           I don't know if you can afford me.

 A SERVER delivers him a bowl of ice cream. He takes a bite.

                        SLATER KING
           Want some?

                     FRIDA
           What flavor is it?

                        SLATER KING
           Pistachio.

                     FRIDA
           Oh my god, that's my favorite.

                     SLATER KING
           Really? No one likes pistachio.

                     FRIDA
           This is scary perfect.

 She offers a spoonful. He just looks at her.

                     FRIDA (CONT'D)
           Enjoy the fantasy before it melts.

                        SLATER KING
           What?

                     FRIDA
           My mom always used say that.
           She could find the dark side of
           just about anything.

                     SLATER KING
           She wasn't wrong. Nothing lasts.

 She just looks at him. Then back to the fire.

                     SLATER KING (CONT'D)
           So why didn't you go?

                        FRIDA
           Where?

                     SLATER KING
           Business school.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)32.


                      FRIDA
            How do you know I didn't go?

                      SLATER KING
            You're doing nails.

                      FRIDA
            My mother. Couldn't leave her.

                      SLATER KING
            Couldn't or wouldn't ?

                      FRIDA
            It was a full on hostage situation.
            Never again.

                      SLATER
            Never again, what?

                      FRIDA
            Never again will I let someone
            else's suffering get in the way of
            getting what I want.

                      SLATER KING
            Rich would not like this.

                       FRIDA
            Why?

                      SLATER KING
            Because you're co-dependent and I
            have abandonment issues.

                      FRIDA
            Good thing I don't believe in
            therapy.

                      SLATER KING
            This will be fun. Or really fucked
            up. Or both.

                       FRIDA
            Or both.

                       SLATER KING
            Or both.
                (then)
            How'd you get that scar?

 Nothing.
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)33.


                               SLATER KING (CONT'D)
                     Gotta go to bed, gotta to bed,
                     gotta go to bed. I'm glad you came
                     back.

        She watches him stumble off toward the big house.

                               FRIDA
                     Really?

                               SLATER KING
                     Yeah. Got therapy in the morning.

        She takes another bite of ice cream. Notices his VAPE on the
        red chair --

                               FRIDA
                     Wait you forgot your --

        He's gone.


        INT. FRIDA'S ROOM - MORNING
R60A
        Frida sits up in bed, looking at Slater's vape in her hand
        when she clocks DIRT UNDER HER FINGERNAILS. She crosses to
        the bathroom, washes her hands, looks back up to the mirror
        and jumps at JESS STANDING BEHIND HER IN THE REFLECTION.

                               JESS
                     Frida?

                               FRIDA
                     Holy shit, you scared me.

        Jess stares at her, strange look in her eyes.

                               JESS
                     What do you mean?

                               FRIDA
                     I just didn't know you were in
                     here.

        Jess looks around, confused

                                FRIDA (CONT'D)
                     You okay? You feeling better? How's
                     your hand?

                               JESS
                     What did I just say?
     PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)34.


                              FRIDA
                 Huh?

                           JESS
                 What happened?

                           FRIDA
                 Last night?

      Long pause. Then, Jess forces a smile.

                           JESS
                 Yeah, did you have a good time?

                           FRIDA
                 I had a great time.

60                                                                60
      EXT.   BIG HOUSE - A LITTLE LATER

      Frida walks up to the big house.

61                                                                61
      INT. GREAT ROOM - BIG HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - DAY

      CREAAAAAK. Frida opens the door, pokes her head into the
      Great Room. It's a big open space. A huge CLOCK FACE is built
      into the wall. TICK. TICK. TICK.

      Under the clock: the BIG RED CHAIR. Frida runs her finger
      along it. She sits. Puffs the vape. #BigDickEnergy

      CUE: "BLUES IN HOSS FLAT" by COUNT BASIE ORCHESTRA. Frida
      pantomimes Slater - a very important man - à la Jerry Lewis
      in THE ERRAND BOY. As she finishes--

                              SLATER
                 Frida. Hi.

      She darts up out of the chair.

                            FRIDA
                 Hi. Sorry. I... thought you might
                 want this.

      She hands him his VAPE PEN.

                           SLATER
                 Oh. Thanks.

                           FRIDA
                 ... Whatcha doin'?

      Rich enters from the back room with Vic.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)35.


                     VIC
           Aww, hi. Frida, Rich. Rich, Frida.

                     FRIDA
           I remember you.

 A beat. Rich cocks his head.

                     FRIDA (CONT'D)
           You were at the gala.

                     RICH
           That's right.... Amazing.

 Stacy steps out of the back room.

                      SLATER
                 (re: the chair)
           Hey Stace, it still feels weird
           here. Maybe we try it somewhere
           else.

 Stacy unlocks a BIG CABINET, pulls out her PINK TOTE. Takes
 out a PHONE. Puts the tote back in. Locks the LARGE PADLOCK.

                     STACY
           Ok well... We haven't tried the
           driveway. Or the bathroom. Ooo! We
           could light it on fire. That might
           make it feel less weird.

                     SLATER
           It's a process. We're gonna find
           it. Don't get discouraged.

                     STACY
           No no, it's groovy. Like... deck
           chairs on the titanic.

                     SLATER
           Don't do that. That bums me out.

                      STACY
           Sorry.

 She wipes a bit of schmutz off of Slater's lip. She hands
 Rich his phone.

                     RICH
           Alright, my man I gotta get back to
           the mountain top. Excited about all
           these new ideas.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)36.


                           SLATER
                 I'll walk you out.
                      (to Frida)
                 How's Jess?

52A                                                                52A
       EXT. TERRACE - DAY

       Breakfast on the lawn. The gang's all there, except Lucas.

       Sarah spreads jam on a piece of toast, takes a sensuous bite.
       A little jam drips down her wrist. She licks it off. Fucking
       yum. She glances at Tom with his PLAIN SOFT-BOILED EGGS.

       ANGLE ON: Heather and Vic, playing chess. A FAT BLUNT hangs
       from Heather's mouth. He holds his finger on his last move.
       Looks up at her. She shakes her head. No bueno, friend. He
       takes his move back. Heather turns to the others.

       Jess looks kinda haggard. Super dry mouth. She CHUGS water.
       She tries to spread jam on some toast, but makes a mess of
       it. Tom points at the jam, spilled on the table. To Jess.
       Jess chugs more water.

       Frida watches Slater across the table. A waiter pours his
       coffee. He puts honey in it.

                           JESS
                      (looking for her lighter)
                 I had crazy dreams last night.
                      (to Heather)
                 Do you have my lighter?

       A waiter pours coffee for Frida. She puts honey in it.
       Heather throws Jess the lighter.

                             HEATHER
                 Sorry.

                           SLATER
                 Almond or oat?

       Slater points to the waiter. Frida pauses, unsure, then...

                             FRIDA
                 Uhm, oat?

       He puts a flower behind her ear.

       Jess puffs her cigarette. Slater waves the smoke away.

                           HEATHER (O.C.)
                 You moved your knight.
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)37.


                               VIC (O.C.)
                  Did not.

                            HEATHER (O.C.)
                  Your knight was on B I'm stoned,
                  bro, I'm not stupid.

                            VIC (O.C.)
                  My knight was there!

                            HEATHER (O.C.)
                  You think I don't remember where
                  your fucking knight was? You
                  cheater. You fucking cheated! I'm
                  not playing with a cheater!!!!!

        FRIDA COPIES SLATER WHO DRIPS HONEY INTO HIS COFFEE.

 52B                                                              52B
        INT. SAUNA - DAY

        Camilla WHISKS a EUCALYPTUS SPRIG through the air. The gang's
        all in Finnish sauna caps. Slater waves a eucalyptus at her.

        Jess takes a cursory breath. She looks really tired.

        Vic pours water on the hot stones. Frida stares at his
        missing pinky. He notices.

        Jess CHUGS a glass of water.
 53                                                                53
        EXT GROUNDS DAY

        Jess ITCHES her snake bite absently.

                            CAMILLA
                  Gimme your hand.

        She pulls a BALM from her pouch, applies it to the bite mark.

                               JESS
                  Thank you.

                            CAMILLA
                  I make it myself. Use it on my son
                  all the time. He's a wild one, just
                  like his mama.


        INT. FRIDA'S ROOM (RA59)
RA59

        Frida gives Slater a manicure in her room.
     PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)38.


                          FRIDA
                I used to do my mom's nails. It
                would calm her down when she went
                to the dark side.

                          SLATER KING
                I think it's working. No one ever
                takes care of me. Well, everyone
                takes care of me but only because I
                pay them.

                          FRIDA
                Well I'm here now.

                          SLATER KING
                Yes you are.


59    EXT. POOL AREA - LATER - DAY (FRIDA CUT OUT OF THIS SCENE) 59

      CLOSE ON: Tom's face. Long NEEDLES stick out of his bald
      patch like Pinhead. He looks more than a little wary.

      Camilla takes another needle from her pouch. Tom WINCES as
      she slides it into his head.

      Heather, Sarah, Jess, Lucas, and Frida hang nearby. Slater is
      noticeably absent. She looks over at the VAPE PEN on a table.
      A waiter serves champagne.

                          JESS
                Could I just have some water?

                          SARAH
                Hey hon do you have the light?

      Jess fumbles around. Can't find her lighter.

                            SARAH (CONT'D)
                You okay?

      Frida glimpses Slater in the window of the Big House.   Jess
      walks up to Frida.

      Frida exits.

                          HEATHER
                I just had the most craziest déjà
                vu.

      Heather looks to Lucas across the pool.
         PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)39.


                              HEATHER (CONT'D)
                    What's wrong with Lucas? He's
                    acting weird.

          Jess CHUGS her water. Cody enters, mad, frantic.

                              CODY
                    Where's my knife? Who has my knife?

                               CAMILLA
                    What?

                              CODY
                    My knife! I can't find my special
                    knife!

                              CAMILLA
                    Aye! Chill. You just gotta ask
                    somebody. Has anybody seen Cody's
                    special knife?

          She tries to offer the blunt to Cody. He waves it away.

                              SARAH
                    Nobody has your special knife.

                              CODY
                    What are you doing to him?

                              CAMILLA
                    It's acupuncture man.   Maybe you
                    should try it.


          EXT. POOL - DAY
R59N

          Existing Sarah looking through Heather's arms and swatting
          fly, to RESHOOT PU of Slater and Frida walking and talking
          again.


          EXT. JESS'S ROOM - COURTYARD - DAY
  R59O

          Jess sobs inside of her room.   Cody crosses frame, CHASING A
          CHICKEN. Stops for a moment.    Listens. Continues chasing
          chicken.


          EXT. LAWN - DAY
 R59C

          Frida and Slater, lying on blankets with champagne, looking
          up at the sky, laughing. Suddenly, Frida stops.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)40.


                     FRIDA
           Something horrible is about to
           happen.

                      SLATER KING
           What?

                     FRIDA
           When things are too good, that's
           when the bad stuff happens.

                     SLATER KING
           What makes you think that?

                      FRIDA
           Life.

 A worker appears, topping off their champagne.

                     FRIDA (CONT'D)
           What day is it?

                     SLATER KING
           I don't know.

                     FRIDA
           You people have no sense of time.
           When are we leaving?

                     SLATER KING
           Whenever we want.

                     FRIDA
           That's not an answer.

                     SLATER KING
           Okay, you tell me.

                     FRIDA
           Gotta go back, pour champagne --

                      SLATER KING
           For who?

                     FRIDA
           There's mold.

                      SLATER KING
           Where?

                     FRIDA
           Everywhere. Back home.     I don't
           wanna go back.
               (emotional)
                     (MORE)
         PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)41.
                                 FRIDA (CONT'D)
                       This is your life. I'm just a
                       tourist. This is just a vacation.
                       This isn't my life. These aren't
                       my clothes. What day is it?

                                 SLATER KING
                       Frida, are you having a good time?

                                 FRIDA
                       Yes.

                                 SLATER KING
                       Let's start fresh.

                                 FRIDA
                       Yes.

                                   SLATER KING
                       Let's be in moment. Cuz that's all
                       that matters. No future. No past.
                       Just me and you. Right here. Right
                       now.
                            (then)
                       Hey, I like you.

                                 FRIDA
                       You're evil.

          He smiles.    She boops his nose.


          EXT. PATH - DAY
RA59D

          Slater chases Frida through the property.    It's cute.   She
          rounds a corner and he's gone.

                                 FRIDA
                       Slater?

          She looks around. Nothing. She hears something. Walks a
          bit further, coming upon a RED GIFT BAG. Hmm. She walk a
          little further, THE SHED.


          INT. STORAGE SHED - CONTINUOUS
  R59D

          Frida pushes the shed door open to find shelves lined with
          RED GIFT BAGS. She peers inside one: THE PERFUME! CLANK,
          she looks over to see mama standing in the corner, next to a
          shelf of cleaning supplies.

                                 FRIDA
                       Oh, sorry, I was looking for
                       Slater.
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)42.


        Mama waves Frida over.

                            FRIDA (CONT'D)
                  Hey, what's your name. I'm Frida.

                            MAMA
                  Red Rabbit.

                               FRIDA
                  Right.     Totally.

        Mama moves some cleaning supplies, revealing a FLASK.    Takes
        a sip. Smiles. Green teeth.

                            FRIDA (CONT'D)
                  Oh, don't worry, I won't tell
                  anyone, I'm not a narc.

        Hands it to Frida.    Frida takes a sip.    Gags.

                            FRIDA (CONT'D)
                  Holy shit, what is that?

        Mama removes a CLEANING RAG, revealing the DEAD SNAKE.   Some
        GREEN SPLOTCHES OF VENOM dot the white rag.

                               MAMA
                  Venom.

        She clocks the SNAKE TATTOOS on mamas arms.

                            MAMA (CONT'D)
                      (giggling)
                  Red Rabbit. Red Rabbit.     Red
                  Rabbit.

        Frida, freaked, bolts.


        EXT. SHED - CONTINUOUS
R59E

        Frida backs out of the shed and jumps, running into Cody, a
        chicken under each arm.

                            CODY
                  What are you doing over here?

                               FRIDA
                  Sorry.     I got lost.

                            CODY
                  Someone let the chickens out last
                  night. Fuckin' nightmare.
        PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)43.

  69                                                                69
         EXT. DINING AREA - LATER - NIGHT

         Another candlelight dinner. The perfectly-synchronized
         waiters serve the main course. CHICKEN. Heather eyes it
         sadly.

  69A                                                              69A
         EXT. DINING AREA - LATER - NIGHT

         NOTE:   JESS IS REMOVED FROM THIS SCENE.

         The waiters serve dessert: ICE CREAM.

                              VIC
                    Ugh. Pistachio? Fuck off, man.

         Slater takes a big puff off his vape.

                              SARAH
                    Lemme taste.

         He hands it to her. She puffs it. Hands it back

                              SARAH (CONT'D)
                    Strawberry.

                              SLATER
                    Wild berry.

                               SARAH
                    Wild.


         EXT. FIRESIDE - NIGHT

         Frida and Slater kiss by the fire.


         INT. FRIDA'S ROOM - MORNING
R60A

         Frida's asleep.

                               JESS (O.S.)
                    Frida.   Frida.

         Frida opens her eyes, and sees Jess standing in the corner of
         her room.

  77                                                                77
         INT. FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - MORNING - DAY

         Frida, asleep. Eyes moving behind lids. Her NOSE IS BLEEDING.
     PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)44.

79                                                                79
      INT. BATHROOM - FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - MINUTES LATER - DAY

      Sounds of Frida VOMITING over a shot of the empty bathroom.


      INT. FRIDA'S ROOM - DAY

      Frida's empty bed.    Blood stain on the pillow.

                                                 TIME CUT:


      INT. FRIDA'S ROOM - DAY

      Frida flicks the dirt under her nails.

      OVER BLACK: "DAY 3"

80                                                                80
      EXT. TERRACE - DAY

      Frida enters. Mimosas. Brunch. Everybody's CRACKING UP.

                          VIC
                Why is it never not funny?

      REVEAL: Tom, a DICK drawn on his cheek. He is not amused.

                          CODY
                It's classic.

                          TOM
                Seriously, who did this?

      Frida's in struggletown. She CHUGS a glass of water. Jess is
      nowhere to be seen.

                          CAMILLA
                It's like someone is brushing their
                teeth with a lawnmower, but like,
                in my brain.

      Tom sits, grabs two SOFT-BOILED EGGS, eats them. Sarah looks
      rough. BIG BRUISE on her arm.

                          CAMILLA (CONT'D)
                You fell out of a tree?

                          SARAH
                That's what they tell me.

                          CODY
                You were like Dick Grayson.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)45.


                     HEATHER
           When did I cut bangs?

 Reveal: Heather, with bangs. She hits the blunt.

                     VIC
           Who's Dick Grayson?

                     CODY
           Robin. What's wrong with you?

                     TOM
           I have a dick on my face.

 Slater just looks at him. Tom shifts in the chair.

 Sarah eyes Frida. She looks like shit.

 Frida CHUGS more water.

                     LUCAS
           Greetings, excellent people!

 Lucas enters, greets Slater with a chummy shoulder rub.

                     SLATER
           Buenos dias, Youngblood.

                      LUCAS
           Ooh, fuck yeah, blueberry muffins!

                     CODY
           Slate's Mom's recipe.

                     LUCAS
           Spectacular.
                (to Frida)
           You try these?

 She eyes him coldly. He backpedals, sits down quietly.

                     SLATER
           How'd you sleep?

                      FRIDA
           Amazing.

                     CODY
           Alright kids. Sail's up. Who's
           ready to catch some beautiful
           grouper?

                     LUCAS
           Yeah baby! Can I bring the muffins?
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)46.


                           CODY
                 Bring the muffins!

                           SARAH
                 How do we feel about... less loud?

                           CODY
                 Sorry babe.

                            CAMILLA
                 I don't think I should be on a boat
                 right now.

                           VIC
                 Come on. It'll be fun. Bucket o
                 worms.

                           HEATHER
                 Maybe we'll just have some girl
                 time. You guys go... with the
                 worms.

       Slater watches Frida CHUG water.

                           SLATER
                 You cool if I go?

                              FRIDA
                 Of course.

       He puts a flower behind her ear.

                           SLATER
                 Enjoy girl time.

88C                                                              88C
       EXT. SPA - DAY

       Sarah, Camilla, Heather, and Frida, all in BRIGHT BLUE BEAUTY
       MASKS, get foot massages. The girls LAUGH LOUDLY. Frida's
       hangin' on by a thread. She CHUGS a glass of water.

                           CAMILLA
                 I needed this shit.

                              HEATHER
                 Me too.

       She offers the blunt. Sarah shakes her head. No fuckin' way.

                           CAMILLA
                 Bro. That shit you smoke is too
                 fuckin' strong.
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)47.


                             HEATHER
                   I know. Someone tried to sue my
                   client over it. We won.

                             SARAH
                   You're a lawyer?

                                HEATHER
                   Allegedly.

        Sarah lights a cigarette.

                             HEATHER/CAMILLA
                   Bye `babe'!

                             SARAH
                   It's almost like he wants me to
                   stab him.

                             HEATHER/CAMILLA
                   "Babe, why'd you stab me, babe??"

        OFF FRIDA, freaked out, we flash to --
R60A
        JESS standing in the corner of the room.

                             JESS
                   Frida, Frida.

        JESS LIFTS CODY'S SPECIAL KNIFE and then we're back to --

        THE SPA.

                             FRIDA
R88C
                   I need to talk to Jess.

        Blank stares all around. She itches her snake bite absently.

        A looooooooooong beat.

                             HEATHER
                   Who's [COUGH] `Jess?'

        They're all staring at Frida. She laughs. They don't.

                             FRIDA
                   Are you... fucking with me?

        Their bright blue faces stare at her, concerned.

                                HEATHER
                   Is she ok?
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)48.


                            CAMILLA
                  You don't look so good, mami.

        Frida's disoriented. The masseuse switches to her other foot.


        EXT. WALKWAY - DAY
R88E

        Frida looks over to find Stacy, fumbling more GIFT BAGS.

                            FRIDA
                  Where's Jess?

                               STACY
                  What hon?

                               FRIDA
                  MY FRIEND.     JESS.   IN THE ROOM NEXT
                  TO MINE.

                            STACY
                  You mean the storage room?

        Frida takes off.

                            STACY (CONT'D)
                  Relax, you're on vacation!

 88D                                                                88D
        EXT. JESS'S BUNGALOW - DAY

        Frida, panicked, confused, throws open the door to Jess's
        bungalow: BOXES. FURNITURE. OLD TERRACE CHAIRS. Stacked
        ceiling high. No bed. No bedroom, and definitely no Jess.


        INT. FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - DAY

        Frida sits on the edge of her bed, IN THE BLUE MASK,
R80A
        disoriented and terrified. Looks up, suddenly remembering
        Jess, holding the knife, crying in the corner. What follows
        is a waking flashback that Frida experiences from the foot of
R60A
        the bed, looking back and forth between her past self (behind
        her on the bed) and Jess standing by her dresser.

                            JESS
                  There's something wrong with this
                  place.

                            FRIDA
                      (sitting up)
                  What's going on?
       PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)49.


                            JESS
                  It's like no one knows. Everyone's
                  just laughing like nineteen sixties
                  fucking flight attendants like "you
                  havin' a good time?" "Oh yeah, I'm
                  havin' a great time." I'm scared
                  Frida.

                            FRIDA
                  Okay, okay, we'll figure it out.

                            JESS
                  We need to hide this.

        Jess disappears into the bathroom.

        Frida sits up in bed, looking at Slater's vape in her hand
        when she clocks DIRT UNDER HER FINGERNAILS. She crosses to
        the bathroom, washes her hands, looks back up to the mirror
        and jumps at JESS STANDING BEHIND HER IN THE REFLECTION.

                            FRIDA
                  You scared me.

        Jess, turns and looks at Frida, strange look in her eyes.

                            JESS
                  What do you mean?

89                                                                  89
        INT. BATHROOM - FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - LATER - DAY

        Frida stares into the mirror, slowly peels off her MASK.

        She SLAMS the vanity, screaming, an outburst of violence and
        utter frustration. She SLAMS the mirror. CLINKCLANK. Out from
        behind the mirror falls: CODY'S SPECIAL KNIFE.

        KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
89                                                                  89
        INT. FRIDA'S BATHROOM - CURRENT

        Frida JUMPS, turns, holding the knife.


        INT. FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - DAY
R89B
        Sarah and Frida sit on the bed, LIGHTER and KNIFE between them.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)50.


                     SARAH
           I hear you and I don't want to
           sound like a bitch, but, it's just
           like -- I feel like I'd remember if
           there was a whole other person
           here. Ya know?

                     FRIDA
           She was here and there's dirt under
           my nails and I don't know how it
           got there. Jess was here -- she was
           here --
               (picks up knife and
                lighter)
           -- and she said something was wrong
           with this place but I forgot that
           she said that, but then I
           remembered and I don't -- maybe
           you'll forget me telling you this.
           I know this doesn't make sense. I
           think we're forgetting, like -- a
           lot of stuff. This doesn't make
           sense. Oh my god, I sound crazy!

                      SARAH
           How do we feel about putting down
           the knife?

 Frida does.

                      FRIDA
           Sorry.

 Sarah looks into her eyes. Shifts.
                              (CONT'D)
                     FRIDA
           What day is it?

                      SARAH
           Huh?

                     FRIDA
           Do you know what day it is?

                      SARAH
           No, but like -- I never know what
           day it is.

                      FRIDA
           Right.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)51.


                        SARAH
              I'm having a great time here -- but
              I also keep having this feeling
              that I'm like -- not. Does that
              make sense?

                        FRIDA
              Yes.

                        SARAH
              I'm sorry, what's this?
                  (reveals bruise on her
                   arm)
              What's this bruise? What is this?
              They were like "Oh Sarah, you were
              climbing trees and you fell,
              because you were wasted. Uh, no.
              Because you know what, on the show,
              I climbed all the trees. Every
              tree. And I didn't fall. Because
              I'm a tree climber.

                        FRIDA
              So you don't think I'm crazy?

                        SARAH
              I think -- what's crazy -- is --
              that we got onto a plane with a
              bunch of dudes we don't know.

                        FRIDA
              Wait, I thought you all knew each
              other.

                        SARAH
              No. Cody chatted me up in a coffee
              shop. Talkin' about how he knew
              Slater King.

 They look at each other for a long beat.

                                               SARAH (CONT'D)
               FRIDA
 Oh my god!                        What the fuck were we
                                   thinking??

                        SARAH (CONT'D)
              I knew it was too good to be true.

                        FRIDA
              I know right?!
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                     SARAH
           Of course they're fuckin' with our
           heads just like the producers on
           the show. Edit shit out and make me
           look crazy. Because that's what
           they do. They distract us with
           these cute little outfits, and they
           shower us with raspberries and
           champagne but we know what's goin
           on --
               (picks up the knife)
           -- they're trying to control us.
           They're trying to make us look crazy!

 Off Frida's look, she puts down the knife.

                      SARAH (CONT'D)
           Sorry.
               (then)
           So, they're making us forget.

                      FRIDA
           Yeah.

                      SARAH
           Why?

 Beat.

                     SARAH (CONT'D)
           Let's not think about that right
           now.

                     FRIDA
           Yeah, let's table that.

                     SARAH
           Okay, but how?

                     FRIDA
           "Forgetting is a gift!"

                      SARAH
           Huh?

                     FRIDA
           Slater said, forgetting is a gift.

                     FRIDA (CONT'D)
           The perfume.

                      SARAH
           What?
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        INT. STORAGE SHED - MOMENTS LATER
R89D

        Sarah and Frida look up at the rows of PERFUME BOTTLES and
        GIFT BAGS.

                            SARAH
                  We need to call the cops.

                             FRIDA
                  Yes.

                            SARAH
                  We need to call the FBI.

                             FRIDA
                  Yes.

                            SARAH
                  We need to call the cops and the
                  FBI.

                            FRIDA
                  I know where our phones are!

                            SARAH
                  I love that for us.

                            FRIDA
                  Yeah, but like... ok, let's say we
                  call the cops and the FBI, and are
                  like, "Hi, hello, please send help,
                  Slater King and his buddies-- whom
                  we met at a charity event -- have
                  been doing horrible things to us"
                  and they'll be like "What are they
                  doing?" And we'll be like "uhh, we
                  don't know, they've been secretly
                  erasing traumatic memories with
                  perfume!" And the guys will be like
                  `Whaaa? We would never do that,
                  other-white-men-whom-we-probably-
                  play-golf-with' And, you and Heather
                  and Camilla will be all like,`Huhh??
                  Nothing but good times and fat
                  fuckin' blunts over here, officer!'
                  And I'll be like, come on guys,
                  believe women, here's my friend's
                  lighter" and, they'll be like,
                  "sure, of course, and here's a
                  million dollars you fucking psycho."

        She deflates.
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                          SARAH
                So wait, let's get on the same
                page. Your friend. What's her name,
                again?

                           FRIDA
                Jess.

                          SARAH
                Jess. Where is she?

                          FRIDA
                Maybe she got away.

                          SARAH
                Yeah. Maybe. So wait, you
                remembered. Your friend remembered.
                Sup with that?

      Frida moves the cleaning supplies and pulls out THE FLASK!

                          FRIDA
                She got bit by a snake.

                          SARAH
                What's in there?

                          FRIDA
                I'm pretty sure it's snake venom.

      Sarah shrugs, grabs it, and takes a nip.

                                                    FRIDA (CONT'D)
                  SARAH
      Oh god, that's disgusting.        I know, how are we going to
                                        get Heather and Camilla to
                                        drink this shit?

99                                                                 99
      EXT. POOL AREA - AFTERNOON - DAY

      CLOSE ON: Frida and Sarah's smiling faces.

                          FRIDA/SARAH
                Shots, bitches!!!

      Frida shakes the COCKTAIL SHAKER. There's a BOTTLE OF TEQUILA
      on the bar. She pours out a round of BRIGHT GREEN SHOTS.

                          HEATHER/CAMILLA
                Ayeeeee!!!!

      "SHOTS" by Lil John plays (cuz duh). Heather and Camilla
      drink. Sarah and Frida look at each other-- are we sure we
      wanna do this?... and drink. It's harsh af.
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                     HEATHER
           Holy shit what's in these?

                     SARAH
           Snake venom.

 A beat.

                     HEATHER/CAMILLA
           Ayeeeeee!!!!!!

 They do another shot. Sarah looks down at the pitcher.

                     SARAH
           So if this is gonna make us
           remember... what do we think is
           making us forget?

                     FRIDA
           No fuckin' clue.

 Sarah pounds a shot. Shakes it off. Haaaarsh. Stacy enters,
 scanning the ground.

                     STACY
           Whoo! Slam it girlfriend. Has
           anyone seen my glasses? I feel
           like I'm losing my mind.

 They're on her head (duh). Frida and Sarah exchange a look.

                     FRIDA
           Hey Stace, do you want a shot?
           A MOMENT LATER

 Stacy DOES A SHOT with the girls. And another, and another.

                     THE GIRLS
           Mojave Mami! Mojave Mami!

                     STACY
           Whoo! Tangy. [BURP] Uhm, Stan just
           radioooo'd, by the way, on the
           thingey.

                     STACYSTACY
           The guys should be back from
           fishing soon. So I better... Thanks
           ladies.

                        FRIDA/SARAH
           Bye Stace!

 Stace trundles away. As soon as she's out of sight:
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                                       FRIDA
                             I'm going for the phones. Keep a
                             lookout.

                Frida starts towards the Big House.

                                        SARAH
                             Wait wait! What do I do if the guys
                             come back?

                                       FRIDA
                             I dunno. Fuckin' yell...

                Heather dances past them stonily.

                (CONT'D) FRIDA
                "fat blunts" as loud as you can.

                Frida sprints towards the big house.
   FOR THE REST OF THE SCRIPT, THE BLACK SCENE NUMBERS ARE WRONG AND ONLY THE RED ONES ARE RIGHT. THE
                            ONLY NEW SHOTS ARE ON PAGES 62,63,72,85,86 AND 89   
      64                                                                                     64
                INT. GREAT ROOM - BIG HOUSE - AFTERNOON - DAY
                CREEEAAAAK. Frida opens the door slowly, pokes her head in.
                The coast is clear. She takes a few steps forward. She
                SHIVERS -- the fresh shot of VENOM courses through her body.
                A DROP OF BLOOD lands on the floor. Her nose is bleeding.

                She looks up at the GIANT CLOCK - TICK TICK TICK - and stops.

                She lies down, arms behind her back. Her heart races as she
                closes her eyes, remembering........

      65                                                                                     65
                EXT. JUNGLE - FLASHBACK - NIGHT
                BRIGHT WHITE LIGHTS everywhere. Vic DRAGS Frida by her feet.
                She SCREAMS, CLAWS AT THE GROUND, MAKING LINES IN THE DIRT
                WITH HER FINGERS.

      67                                                                                     67
                INT. GREAT ROOM - BIG HOUSE - BACK TO PRESENT -
                AFTERNOON - DAY

                BANG! Frida's eyes pop open. She GASPS, JOLTED from the
                memory. She's shaking. Her eyes dart around the room. She
                tries to breathe. Finally, she peels herself off the floor.

                HOLD ON: the blood stain in the middle of the floor.

                102-103 102-103 OMIT
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68                                                                68
      EXT. POOL AREA - AFTERNOON - DAY

      CLINK! CHEERS. Heather and Camilla drink and `AYYYEEEE!'

      A RUSTLING in the trees. Sarah JUMPS. She's tweaked out,
      paranoid. Her eyes dart around. She SLUGS a glass of water.

                          CAMILLA
                Yo. You got a little...

      Sarah touches her face. Her nose is bleeding. Camilla and
      Heather are pouring more snake venom shots.

                          SARAH
                Yeah, hey, maybe we should cool it
                with the shots. They're like,
                really strong.

                          HEATHER
                And I'm like, really hardcore,
                so...

      Sarah tries to grab the pitcher. Camilla pulls it away.

                          CAMILLA
                Whoa, how bout you just do you, ok,
                chica?

      Heather and Camilla do shots, dance away. Sarah closes her
      eyes, lost in a horrible memory. Tears stream down her face.

      Behind her: someone creeps forward. Heather and Camilla look,
      and GIGGLE. It's Cody, finger to his lips... shhhh.

      He GRABS Sarah, TICKLES her playfully. She SHRIEKS, flails
      and... CRACK! The back of her head CONNECTS with Cody's nose.

                          HEATHER / CAMILLA
                 / Brooooo!

      Cody's nose starts GUSHING BLOOD.

                          CODY
                Ow! Ow! What the heck?! It's just
                me babe!

      Sarah is practically hyperventilating.

                            SARAH
                I... I...

      Slater and the guys roll up. Sarah swallows her fear.
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      (CONT'D) SARAH
      I'm sorry, I just... don't like    being tickled.

69                                                                69
      INT. BIG HOUSE - AFTERNOON - DAY

      Frida looks at the BIG CABINET. PADLOCKED SHUT. She TUGS at
      it. Nope. Looks around. Clocks something....

70                                                                70
      INT. BACK ROOM - BIG HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - DAY

      Frida darts into the room, grabs a big phallic TROPHY off the
      desk. The "Pillar of Integrity" award. Yeesh.

71                                                                71
      EXT. POOL AREA - AFTERNOON - DAY

                          LUCAS
                When I was like, four, my sister,
                she shoved me, like, by accident,
                she's not like a sociopath, and my
                teeth, my baby teeth, went right
                back up into their teeth holes.
                They grew back. How's your nose?

      REVEAL: Cody's got TWO TAMPON HALVES shoved in his bloody
      nostrils. FLASH! Vic snaps a photo.

                          SLATER
                You guys seen Frida?

                          SARAH
                Oh, I think she's, uhm...
                freshening up.

72                                                                72
      INT. BIG HOUSE - AFTERNOON - DAY

      KLANG KLANG KLANG. Frida SMASHES the shit out of the PADLOCK
      with the Pillar of Integrity.

73                                                                73
      EXT. POOL AREA - AFTERNOON - DAY

                          SLATER
                Oh. Ok. I'll be back in a sec.

      Slater starts towards the Big House.

                           SARAH
                Wait!

      Slater turns. Sarah tries to act casual.
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      (CONT'D) SARAH
      We were just gonna smoke a
      (loudly)
      Fat bluuuuuunt!

      Everyone eyes her quizzically. Except Heather, who's like:

                          HEATHER
                Whoo! Go off, queen!

                          SARAH
                Right? I'm, like, tryin'a smoke a
                big ole'
                     (even louder)
                FAT BLUUUUNT!!!

                          HEATHER
                AYYYYYYEEEEE!!!

74                                                                 74
      INT. BIG HOUSE - AFTERNOON - DAY

      KLANG KLANG KLANG. Frida can't hear shit. She lifts the
      trophy again. Ok, one more time, with feeling...........

      CRAAACK! The padlock BREAKS OPEN. Frida looks down in her
      hands. The Big Dick Of Integrity has cracked in half. Oopsie.

      She SWINGS open the cabinet. BOXES. BAGS. FILES. A COUPLE OF
      BOXES of DESIDERIA PERFUME.

      Down below, behind a CARDBOARD BOX: a flash of PINK. She
      pulls out the box. STACY'S PINK TOTE BAG. Bingo.

75                                                                 75
      EXT. POOL AREA - AFTERNOON - DAY

      Heather breaks up some sticky ass weed into Sarah's hands.

                           HEATHER
                Oooo... we got ourselves a sticky
                situation.

      Sarah watches as Slater heads towards the Big House.

                            SARAH
                ... Yeah.

76                                                                 76
      INT. BACK ROOM - BIG HOUSE - AFTERNOON - DAY

      Frida digs through the bag, looking for her phone. Finds it.
      Yes! She punches in her code. At the top of the screen: No
      Service. Fuck. Tries the WiFi settings. No networks found.
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                           FRIDA
                Fuck.

77                                                               77
      EXT. TUNNEL - AFTERNOON - DAY

      Slater heads towards the Big House, WHISTLIN' casually.

78                                                               78
      EXT. POOL AREA - AFTERNOON - DAY

      Heather rolls the blunt. Sarah looks nervous. Camilla
      crosses, drying her hair. WATER drips on the ground. Tom
      points at it, to Sarah:

                          TOM
                See the little nose. Little tooth.
                He's even got a paw sticking out,
                see? It's a puppy.

                          SARAH
                Uhuh. So cute.

                          HEATHER
                Awwwww. I had a puppy once. He
                died.

                          TOM
                I'm sorry. Losing animals is really
                hard. They're like your family.

      Heather finishes the blunt. Ta-dah! Sarah smiles weakly.

                          HEATHER
                Does anyone have a lighter?

      Sarah reluctantly hands her the YELLOW SMILEY FACE LIGHTER.

      (CONT'D) HEATHER
      Cute.

                          CODY
                You ok, babe?

                          SARAH
                Yeah, I'm just super excited for
                this
                     (literally screaming)
                FAAAAAAT BLUUUUNNNTTT!!!!!

79                                                               79
      INT. BIG HOUSE - AFTERNOON - DAY

      Frida's head SPINS around. She heard that one. Fuck.
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      She frantically shoves the tote into the cabinet. She picks
      up the cardboard box, and the BOTTOM FALLS OUT -- spilling a
      bunch of POLAROIDS onto the floor.

      They're all pictures from the island. Tons of women, all
      wearing THE GARMENT. The guys are in some of the pics too.
      And a few other guys we don't even fuckin' know...

      The sound of WHISTLING outside. Frida freezes. Fucketyfuck.
      She cleans frantically, STUFFS a few photos into her garment.

      OMIT

80                                                                 80
      INT. GREAT ROOM - BIG HOUSE - AFTERNOON - DAY

      Slater enters, and STOPS WHISTLING, sensing... something.

      He steps forward, peers into the BACK ROOM to see...

81                                                                 81
      INT. BACK ROOM - BIG HOUSE - AFTERNOON - DAY

      ... Nothing. Nobody. Everything in its right place.

      He steps behind the desk, opens a drawer, takes out a VIAL,
      calmly refills his vape. He doesn't seem to notice: the top
      half of the Dick Trophy, balanced precariously on its base.

      As he closes the drawer, we see: a bit of WHITE FABRIC under
      the desk. BOOM DOWN to see: Frida, under the desk, holding
      her breath. Behind his feet, she sees: A BACK DOOR.

      Slater finishes refilling his vape. He whistles as he walks
      away. He's just barely out the door, when he stops, right by
      the BLOOD STAIN from Frida's nosebleed. Uh-oh.

                          SLATER
                What are we gonna do about this?
                What are we gonna do? It's...

      Under the desk: Frida's eyes go wide.... but then--

82                                                                 82
      INT. BIG HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - AFTERNOON - DAY

      REVEAL: The Big Red Chair.

                          SLATER
                ... It's weird here. It doesn't
                work here. Right? Stace, is it
                weird here?

      Stacy looks a little... off. Stan steps out of the bathroom.
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                          STACY
                Noooo. I think it's... nice. I
                think it's--
                     (clearing her throat)
                I think it's nice there. I'm just
                gonna.. I'm gonna get some water.

      RESHOOT: FRIDA HIDING UNDER THE DESK AND REACTING TO
      FLASHBACK

66                                                                 66
      INT. GREAT ROOM - BIG HOUSE - FLASHBACK - NIGHT

      Vic DRAGS Frida into the room. She STRUGGLES. Tom stands
      nearby, casually munching an EGG.

                          VIC
                You could help.

                          TOM
                I'm eatin' here!

                          VIC
                     (under his breath)
                Someone's gettin' a dick drawn on
                his face tonight.

                           TOM
                What?

                           VIC
                Nothing!

      Vic RAMS his KNEE into Frida's back, starts to tie her up.

      Frida's POV: Heather, Camilla, Sarah, all tied up on the
      floor. Cody struggles to tie Sarah. He grabs her arm, hard -
      right where that BRUISE will show up tomorrow.

                          CODY
                Stop moving. Babe, just stop
                moving.

      SPLOOTCH. A gooey yellow glob lands on the floor in front of
      Frida. She looks up to see: Tom, YOLK dribbling off his face.

      Cody finishes tying Sarah and steps away, leaving the three
      girls bound and naked on the floor.

                           LUCAS (O.S.)
                      (hysterical, yelling)
                Don't do this! Please! Don't do
                this!
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      The SOUNDS of a SCUFFLE, and then: THUD--A PUNCH LANDS.

      Vic reaches down and turns Frida's head towards:

      Slater, standing over JESS, bound and gagged on Tears in her
      eyes. She tries to scream when, in one sudden, horrifying,
      motion, he lifts her, snaps her neck, and drops her limp body.

      RESHOOT INSERT: UNDER SLATER'S DESK. Frida's eyes pop open.
      She GASPS, JOLTED from the memory. She has to cover her mouth
      to muffle her sobs.

      She steps away. He keeps staring at the chair.

                            SLATER
                Stan?

                          STAN
                It's a little weird.

                          SLATER
                Right? Ugh.

      Slater walks out of frame. In the background, Frida starts to
      creep quietly out from under the desk. But then--

      He crosses back. She DUCKS BACK DOWN.

      (CONT'D) SLATER
      Yeah, ok, let's just get rid of it.   Do you want it? Stace?
      You take it.

      Stacy nods, thumbs up, gulping water. Slater slumps
      dramatically down into the chair. Puffs his vape.

      (CONT'D) SLATER
      Oh! I'm an idiot. Stan, gimme a    hand.

      As they carry the chair across the room:

      (CONT'D) SLATER
      This is gonna work.

      Just as they set it down, a sound from the back room: CLICK -
      the back door closing. They look around.

83                                                                83
      EXT. BIG HOUSE - AFTERNOON - DAY

      Frida FLEES away from the Big House as fast as her little
      legs can carry her.
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84                                                                 84
      EXT. POOL AREA - AFTERNOON - DAY

      CLOSE ON: THE LIGHTER :) lighting the FAT FUCKIN' BLUNT.

      Heather hands the blunt to Sarah, who eyes it warily. Cody's
      right there. Sarah smiles... and takes a teeny hit.

                          HEATHER
                You didn't get any. Go again, girl.

      Sarah grimaces, takes a biiiiig hit. COUGHS.

      (CONT'D) HEATHER
      That's what I'm talkin' about.

                          SARAH
                     (spotting Frida)
                Frida! You want some of this?

                          FRIDA
                Oh.... Uhh... Yeah!

                          SARAH
                I'm just gonna--

      Sarah puts on a BIG FAKE SMILE, heads over to Frida, hands
      her the blunt. Frida takes it, confused....

      (CONT'D) SARAH
      It'll look weird if you don't smoke    it.

      Frida looks around at the guys. She copies Sarah's BIG FAKE
      SMILE, takes a dramatic blunt hit, COUGHS. NOTE: Frida &
      Sarah wear Big Fake Smiles for dis whole scene.

      (CONT'D) SARAH
      Soooo. How'd it go with the phones?

                          FRIDA
                     (still COUGHING)
                Bad. It went bad. Has the juice
                kicked in yet?

                             SARAH
                        (holding back tears,
                        still smiling broadly)
                Uhuh.

                          FRIDA
                Heather and Camilla?

      CUT TO: Heather and Camilla -- picking flowers.
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                      SARAH
           Those chicks are a ticking fucking
           time bomb.

                     FRIDA
           Great. So--

 Tom crosses, munching an EGG.

                     TOM
           Hey buddies...

                       FRIDA/SARAH
           Heeyyyyy!

                      FRIDA
                 (passing the blunt)
           We saw it. We saw what they did to
           Jess.

                     VIC
           'Sup stoners...

                       SARAH/FRIDA
           Sup!

 Vic holds up his camera. Sarah and Frida smile even bigger.

                       SARAH
           We did?

                     FRIDA
           Uhuh. She wasn't forgetting.

 FLASH! He takes the photo. Sarah hits the blunt. Heather
 dances over, hands them each a BIG RED FLOWER.

                     HEATHER
           Nostalgia for you. Nostalgia for
           you.

                       SARAH
           ... What?

                     HEATHER
           `Desiderium.' It means nostalgia.
           It's latin, bitches.

 She dances away. Frida and Sarah look at each other. Frida
 sniffs her flower.

                     FRIDA
           The perfume.
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                     SARAH
           Mother fucker.

 They watch as Heather joins Camilla, Vic, and Tom. They're
 circled around Lucas, strumming the ukulele, singing fuckin'
 Joni Mitchell or some shit. Sarah hits the blunt hard.

 (CONT'D) SARAH
 This is fuckin' dark. [COUGH]

 And just then: an arm reaches around Frida. She freezes.

                     SLATER (O.S.)
           There she is.

                     FRIDA
           Heeeyyyy... yoouu. I... missed you.

                     SLATER
           Aww, missed you too. You guys get
           into any trouble?

                     FRIDA
           Oh no, just, you know, girl time.

                     SLATER
           Girl time... Love it.

 Cody pulls a BIG OLE FISH from a COOLER, holds it up proudly.

                     CODY
           Check it out, babe!

                     SLATER
           Sweet catch, huh?

 The guys grin, super proud. Sarah whispers to Frida.

                     SARAH
           Fuckin'... What do we do?

                     FRIDA
                (through her teeth)
           We keep pretending...

                     SARAH/FRIDA
           Wow!!!!! / Soooo cool guys.

 Slater and Cody high-five.
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85                                                               85
      EXT. DINING AREA - NIGHT

      The waiters do their thing, perfect unison. The fish has been
      beautifully prepared, looks delicious. This is a nightmare.

                          CODY
                Friends, this is a really special
                preparation of grouper. It's
                poached in shoyu and young ginger,
                with local wild garlic. The
                artichoke and manchego croquettes
                are deep fried; which, I know, a
                little naughty. Those'll go with
                the yuzu and pink pepper gribiche,
                if you wanna take your tongue to
                tang town. And then there's the
                farro and kale with miso pickled
                asparagus. Blessings. Please enjoy.

      Everybody gushes over the food. Frida and Sarah, stoned and
      scared, nod like oooo... yummy.

      POP! Cody opens a wine. Holds the CORK out to Sarah.

      (CONT'D) CODY
      Chateau Montelena. Give that   a sniff.

      She sniffs, smiles weakly. He takes a teeny sip.

      (CONT'D) CODY
      Oof, it's gonna open up    beautifully.

      Suddenly: SLAM!!! Camilla POUNDS the table.

                           CAMILLA (O.S.)
                No!

      Frida JUMPS. Looks at Camilla. Is she... remembering?

      (CONT'D) CAMILLA
      (laughing, to Heather)
      ... Bitch that shit is too funny!!

      False alarm. Frida and Sarah exchange a look: Jesus.

      Frida watches Cody decant the wine. JINGLE JINGLE JINGLE -- A
      SOUND in Frida's memory. She stares, remembering...

      OMIT
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86                                                                86
      EXT. DINING AREA - FLASHBACK TO NIGHT   - NIGHT

      BRIGHT WHITE LIGHTS flood the area. Frida is gagged and bound
      on top of the dining table, garment ripped open. STEAK BLOOD
      STAIN on her sleeve. She stares in horror at the hellscape:

      Cody has Sarah by a LEASH. He TUGS it violently as he rapes
      her. His CRUCIFIX JINGLES against his bare chest. JINGLE
      JINGLE JINGLE.

      Vic CHASES Heather through the grass. Heather SCREAMS in
      horror.

      Tom, on top of Jess. She's tied up. Her fingers claw at the
      dirt. Camilla, nearby, SCREAMING BLOODY MURDER at Tom.

                          TOM
                Ask me to stop! Ask me to stop!

      Stan sits nearby, reading a book.

      Lucas appears. Shirtless, big RED FLOWER CROWN on his head.
      He sees what's happening. Shock on his face.

                          SLATER
                It's ok. Bring him over here.

      Suddenly, looming above Frida: Slater, and, oh hey, it's Rich
      The Investor Guy.

                          RICH
                And she really won't remember any
                of this?

      Slater shakes his head no.

      (CONT'D) RICH
      Amazing.

      Slater grabs Frida, FLIPS her over. WHAM!

87                                                                87
      EXT. DINING AREA - BACK TO PRESENT - NIGHT

      The Waiters serve perfect cute little fuckin' desserts in
      perfect fucking unison. The gang digs in.

                          LUCAS
                Wooow. This is delicious. I just
                wanna, like, hold its hand, and ask
                its dad if I can take it to the
                movies, respectfully. I mean, it
                would be its decision, ultimately,
                but mmmm... this is so good.
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 Frida leans towards Lucas, and SNIFFS. The perfume.

                     FRIDA
           You smell nice.

                      LUCAS
           Thanks.

                     CAMILLA
           Cody, this is so good. I wanna bash
           your face in, man.

                     TOM
           Ok. I'm doin' it. Gimme a bite.

                     EVERYBODY
           Noooo! Tom! You're doing so well.

                      FRIDA/SARAH
           "Noooo."

 Tom goes to take a bite. Stops. Looks at Slater.

                     SLATER
           It's delicious.

 Tom puts the spoon down.

 Heather and Camilla are lit the fuck up.

                     HEATHER
           I love you bitch!

                     CAMILLA
           I love YOU, bitch! Y'all are my
           fuckin' girls. Slater: Playin' with
           the big dogs, now boy. This trip...
           this trip has done things to me,
           that like... I don't even know.

 Frida and Sarah side-eye each other. Arrrrrrgh.

 (CONT'D) CAMILLA
 And my girls!!! I'ma give all y'all my number. Anyone ever
 fuck with you, I want you to call me, be like `BOOP BOOP
 BOOP BOOP BOOP, yo Camilla, this mother fucker fuckin' with
 me'. Cuz you know, I lead with love, but I will fuck a
 mother fucker up.
 (points to Sarah)
 And THIS one... this a real one right here.

                     CODY
           It is so beautiful to see the way
           you all have connected.
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 Sarah is in the middle of a nervous/stoned/terrified bite.

                     SLATER
           Sarah. How's your time been here?

                     SARAH
           Yeah, uhm. It's great. It's been
           great, you know, meeting all of you
           guys, and connecting with all of
           you guys. I've made some really
           nice... connections... with... all
           of you... guys. So, yeah, that's
           been nice. I've always had a really
           hard time making girlfriends.

                     HEATHER/CAMILLA
           Awwww... / I'ma give you my number.

                     SLATER
           That's interesting. What do you
           think that's about?

 Frida gives her a look-- You got this, girl.

                     SARAH
           Oh. Ok. Well, I guess, women are
           taught to compete with each other,
           when we should be helping -- I
           mean, supporting each other. So, I
           was thinking when I get home that
           it might be cool to start like a
           program thing, where I teach women,
           I mean people--survival skills.

                     SARAHSARAH
           I know that show was stupid, and
           totally degrading, but I did learn
           some really useful shit. And the
           truth is... you never know when
           you're gonna be stuck in the middle
           of nowhere in like a totally
           terrifying situation with no one to
           save you and no one to even hear
           you scream and you need to fight
           for your fucking life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 A beat. Everyone looks at her. That was intense.

 (CONT'D) SARAH
 Cuz y'know it's scary... out there.

 Oh god. Frida glances at Stan, GUN visible under his jacket.
     PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)71.


                          TOM
                It is, man. My cousin's wife got
                mugged last week outside a PetCo.

                          SLATER
                It's really amazing what women can
                do when they band together.

      Slater smiles, leans back, goes to put his arm around
      Frida... and she FLINCHES. Fuuuuccccckkkk. A long tense beat.

                          FRIDA
                Sorry, I just......

      The waiters take the plates, revealing: Jess's CIGARETTE
      BURN. Frida stares at it.

      (CONT'D) FRIDA
      ... wanna... dance.

      A song kicks in -- "AIN'T NOBODY" by CHAKA KAHN. Frida turns
      her flinch into a little dance move. She stands, spins away,
      catching the groove. Slater vapes, watches her.

      Sarah takes her lead, CLIMBS onto the table, slinks down
      seductively. The rest of the gang start to dance.

                          CODY
                Yeah babe!!

      Behind Sarah's back, she picks up the CORKSCREW, twists off
      the cork. She teases him, jumps down from the table. He
      dances up on her, trying to act sexy. (Friendly reminder:
      dude still has tampons in his nose.)

      (CONT'D) CODY
      Oh, you're a bad girl.

      She grins coyly. Yes, I am. Without breaking eye contact, she
      DROPS THE CORKSCREW into a POTTED PLANT.

88                                                               88
      EXT. FRONT GATE - COMPOUND - NIGHT

      We follow Stacy down the driveway. CLICK CLACK. She punches
      in the exit code. As the truck pulls ahead, she plugs her
      ears, anticipating the HONK.

      The MUSIC echoes in the distance. As she walks back, CLICK
      CLACK, she reaches up, takes her glasses off her head. Puts
      them on. We see: her nose is bleeding.
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        EXT. PROPERTY - LAWN - NIGHT
R125
        RESHOOT: Stacy remembers and drops the red bags.   (REPLACING
        SKITTLES)

  89                                                               89
        EXT. POOL AREA - SAME - NIGHT

        MUSIC is bumpin', everyone's feelin' it. Slater DIPS Frida.
        She LAUGHS, beams at him. Somebody give this bitch an Oscar.

        He pulls her in close, nuzzles into her neck. She SPINS
        away... He CATCHES her hand, spins her back, and leads her
        off the dance floor. Sarah, still dancing with Cody, watches
        as they disappear behind the cabana.

  90                                                               90
        EXT. BEHIND THE CABANA - NIGHT

        Slater pins Frida against the cabana wall flirtatiously.

  91                                                               91
        EXT. POOL AREA - NIGHT

        Camilla dances wildly with Tom. She stops, fans herself.

                             CAMILLA
                  Water!

        She heads towards the bar. Vic is there, looking in the ice
        bucket. Nothin' but water, and that SHARP-ASS ICE PICK.

                            VIC
                  Shit. Hey Stan. Stan the man. You
                  were in the marines, right?

        Stan looks up from his book.

        (CONT'D) VIC
        You wanna... get ya boy some ice?   Be a hero twice?

        Stan heads off. Camilla starts to pour water.

        OMIT

  92                                                               92
        EXT. CHICKEN COOP - SAME - NIGHT

        Heather looks at the chickens. She kneels, puts her finger to
        her lips. Shhhh.
     PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)73.

93                                                                93
      EXT. POOL AREA - LATER - NIGHT

      Water OVERFLOWS onto Camilla's bare feet. We boom up to see:
      a POSSESSED LOOK in her eye. And OMG, her nose is bleeding.

94                                                                94
      EXT. BEHIND THE CABANA - NIGHT

                          SLATER
                Are you having a good time?

      DRIP. A bead of sweat on Frida's brow. She twists her mouth
      into an eerie, forced smile.

                          FRIDA
                ... I'm having a great time.

      GULP. They stare at each other for a long tense beat. IN THE
      b.g.: A lone CHICKEN ambles past their feet....

      Suddenly: A BLOODCURDLING SCREAM from:

95                                                                95
      EXT. POOL AREA - NIGHT

      Tom is on the ground, covered in BLOOD. Camilla stands above
      him, rabid, seething. She PLUNGES the ICE PICK into his
      throat, #BasicInstinctBitches. The others watch in horror.

      Oh, and the CHICKENS are everywhere. It's chaos.

      Slater tackles Camilla, struggles to hold her down.

      We follow Heather, walking slowly towards the melee. Vic
      turns around to see her staring at him. FURY on her face.
      Blood in her nose.

                           VIC
                Oh shit.

      He turns and flees. Heather CHASES him all the way to:

96                                                                96
      EXT. FRONT LAWN - NIGHT

      Vic RUNS FOR HIS LIFE. PANTING, terrified. He TRIPS, falls
      face down. Suddenly: CHESS PIECES fall on the ground by his
      face. He starts to turn-- What the fu--

      BLAM!! The HEAVY MARBLE CHESS BOARD SMASHES Vic in the face
      and he goes down. BLAM! She hits him again. Ouch.

      Heather lifts the board.... This time for the kill......
      BANG! The bullet slams into her temple. She crumples.
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      REVEAL: Stan. GLOCK in one hand, ICE BUCKET in the other.

97                                                                97
      EXT. POOL AREA - SAME - NIGHT

      Slater still struggles to contain Camilla. Cody steps slowly
      towards Sarah. She backs away, right by the POTTED PLANT.

                          CODY
                Babe. Babe. We can talk about this.

      Sarah reaches into the plant, comes out with the CORKSCREW.
      She SWIPES at him expertly.

      (CONT'D) CODY
      Whoa! Babe!

      She JABS the corkscrew - GSSHHH - it sticks right THROUGH HIS
      HAND and stays there.

                          SARAH
                That's gonna open up beautifully.

      He SCREAMS, grabs a DECK CHAIR, HURLS it. She DUCKS, swings a
      ROUNDHOUSE KICK to his abdomen and he topples into the pool.

      Camilla gets her hand free, reaches into her POUCH, STABS
      Slater in the cheek with a BUNDLE OF ACUPUNCTURE NEEDLES.
      Slater WINCES, pulls the needles out, pins her arms down
      violently. Stan appears.

                          STAN
                You got her?

                             SLATER
                I got her.

      Slater looks around at the chaos. Yep. The fucking Stepford
      Wives are waking up, and they want blood.

      Frida and Slater lock eyes across the pool. She backs away.
      Stan breaks into a Terminator run. She flees into the trees.

98                                                                98
      EXT. NARROW PATH - NIGHT

      Frida tears through dense trees; heart POUNDING.

      SUDDENLY: WHITE FLOOD LIGHTS. EVERYWHERE. Blinding. She looks
      back. Stan is catching up.

      We stay with Stan for a beat as he tears through the brush.
      He loses sight of Frida. He speeds up.
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      Frida--hidden behind a tree--hears him run past. She waits,
      starts to crawl.... SNAP! A branch breaks under her hand.
      Fuck. She peeks around. Nothing. Turns back to see: BLACK
      BOOTS, right in front of her face. She looks up.

                           STAN
                Ma'am.

      She tries to get away; he YANKS her upright, twists her arm
      back like a cop. She YAWLPS in pain. He shoves his gun into
      the back of her head.

      Behind them, Sarah creeps out of the darkness towards them,
      holding a LARGE ROCK. Stan senses her just at the last
      moment, spins around. BANG! He gets a shot off and they BOTH
      fall to the ground.

      A beat, and then: Sarah stands, the blood-covered rock in her
      hand. Blood gushes from Stan's head. She tosses the rock
      aside, picks up the GLOCK.

                          SARAH
                ... This place sucks.

      They walk away into the mist. It's giving Casablanca.

      (CONT'D) SARAH
      ... I am still very high.

                          FRIDA
                Oh yeah me too.

99                                                               99
      INT. GREAT ROOM / BACK ROOM - BIG HOUSE - NIGHT

      The DOOR bursts open. Slater and Cody carry Camilla, bound
      and SCREAMING. Lucas enters, propping up Vic. Vic looks
      fucking baaad; GROANING, his jaw barely attached to his face.

      Slater and Cody drop Camilla on the floor of the back room.

                           CODY
                This is bad. This is bad. Oh, this
                is so bad.

      Slater opens a bottle of whiskey.

                          LUCAS
                They just went crazy! What the
                fuck?! We were just hanging out!!
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                     VIC
                (slurring; broken jaw)
           Guysh. Guysgh... Shlatr. Hewp. We
           gotta send fow hewp.

 Cody gingerly TWISTS the corkscrew out his palm--YELPS in
 pain. Camilla SCREAMS LOUDER.

                     CODY
           They know. They know everything.
           Goddammit we're gonna burn in hell!

                     LUCAS
           But we're such nice guys!

                     CODY
           Bro, I'm so sorry, bro. You didn't
           know. It's not your fault.

                      VIC
           Guysh!

                     LUCAS
           What do you mean?

                     CODY
           You still don't know.

                     LUCAS
           What does he mean????

 Slater hands them both whiskeys. Cody eyes it sadly.

                     CODY
           What is it?

                     SLATER
           The Yamazaki.

 Slater puts a glass down next to Vic. Cody takes a sip, holds
 it in his mouth for a moment.

                     CODY
           Twenty-five year?

                     SLATER
           Nice, right?

                     CODY
           Really nice. Oaky.

                     LUCAS
           Somebody please tell me what the
           fuck is going on!!
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                           VIC
                 Shlater, I'm dying man!

       An ear-piercing SCREEEAAAAAM from Camilla. Slater calmly
       walks over, STEPS ON HER THROAT, holds it down as hard as he
       can. She struggles.... and finally goes limp.

                           SLATER
                 Fellas. You gotta learn to go with
                 the flow.

       He sips his whiskey. And... THE POWER GOES OUT. Darkness.

100                                                                100
       EXT. JUNGLE - NIGHT

       Frida and Sarah peer through the trees towards the Big House.

       The LIGHTS GO OUT. They stop, look at each other. Ok then.

101                                                                101
       INT. BACK ROOM - BIG HOUSE - NIGHT

       A sudden SPARK, and a FLAME in the darkness -- Jess's
       LIGHTER, illuminating Lucas's face. He's lighting candles
       around the room.

                           CODY
                 Uh-uh. No way, Slate.

                           SLATER
                 You'll be fine.
                      (to Lucas)
                 Those are the beeswax, yeah?

                             LUCAS
                 Huh?

                           CODY
                 So why don't you go?!

                           SLATER
                 Because you're gonna go.

       Cody hesitates. Slater stares him down.

102                                                                102
       EXT. BIG HOUSE - A MOMENT LATER - NIGHT

       The door SHUTS behind Cody. He mutters to himself.

                           CODY
                 You'll be fine. Go find Mama. Ask
                 her to fix the power.
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                           CODY (CONT'D)
                 Go with the flow. Go find Mama. Ask
                 her to fix the power. Go with the
                 flow. You'll be fine.

       He bursts into tears. (And yes, he still has tampons in his
       nose.)

103                                                               103
       EXT. JUNGLE PATH - MINUTES LATER - NIGHT

       Frida and Sarah creep along in the dark. FOOTSTEPS. They
       freeze. It's Cody.

                             CODY
                 ... Mama?

                             SARAH
                 Typical.

       Sarah pops the glock clip out. Checks the rounds. SNAPS it
       shut. She stalks down the path after Cody.

                           FRIDA
                 Wait wait. What should I do?

                           SARAH
                 Find a weapon.

       Frida watches as Sarah disappears into the darkness.

       OMIT

104                                                               104
       INT. BEDROOM / BATHROOM - FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - NIGHT

       Frida runs for the bathroom, TRIPS, falls. Mama's basket of
       cleaning supplies. Goddamit.

       The POLAROIDS have spilled out of her garment. One catches
       her eye. She looks, stands, steps into the bathroom. Holds it
       up in the moonlight... and her face goes white.

                           FRIDA
                 ... Red rabbit...

       Behind her, in the mirror: a FIGURE. Frida spins around: It's
       Stacy, standing in the doorway.

                           STACY
                 I don't... understand....

       Stacy's eyes are red from crying. Frida steps towards her.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)79.


                           FRIDA
                 It's ok. You're... remembering....

                           STACY
                 But I didn't...

       Frida takes another step, puts her hand on Stacy's shoulder.


                 (CONT'D) STACY
                 I didn't want... to REMEMBER!!!!!!!

       Stacy grabs Frida, BASHES her face into the mirror.


                 (CONT'D) STACY
                 Do you like this? Do you like being
                 a victim? They're gonna do what
                 they're gonna do. You child. Do you
                 think we bent over and took it
                 because we're a bunch of idiots?
                 You think you're special? You're
                 the idiots.

       She SLAMS Frida's head into the mirror. We hear: CLINKCLINK.


                 (CONT'D) STACY
                 Forgetting is a gift, hon.

       Frida's hand darts out, GRABS the PERFUME BOTTLE...

                           FRIDA
                 Well then merry fucking Christmas!

       Frida SWINGS the bottle. Stacy CATCHES her arm. Damn. Frida
       KNEES her in the crotch. Stacy recoils in pain. Frida TACKLES
       her onto the ground, SCRAMBLES over her into the bedroom --

105                                                              105
       INT. BEDROOM - FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT

       ZZZZIP, and ZZZZZZZZAPP! Frida's body seizes up and she DROPS
       like a stone. THUDDD. REVEAL: Stacy, holding a TASER GUN. She
       deposits it back into her fanny pack. ZZZZZZZIP.

                              STACY
                 ... Idiot.

106                                                              106
       EXT. JUNGLE PATH - SAME - NIGHT

       Cody walks along the path. A RUSTLE in the bushes. He turns.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)80.


                           CODY
                 Who's there?

       He turns back around to see: Sarah. His eyes go wide.

                           SARAH
                 It's just me babe.

107                                                                107
       INT. BEDROOM - FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - NIGHT

       BANG! A GUNSHOT in the distance. Stacy turns, goes to the
       door, leaving Frida paralyzed on the floor. Stacy peers into
       the darkness. Nothing. She turns back... and Frida is gone.

       A SOUND in the bathroom. She creeps forward. CLICK-CLACK.

108                                                                108
       INT. BATHROOM - JESS'S BUNGALOW - NIGHT

       Stacy steps forward. ZZZIP. Takes out her taser.

                           STACY
                 Look. Hon. I'm sorry. I know this
                 vacation isn't going the way you
                 wanted it to, but--

       Frida comes SCREAMING out of the shower with the SPECIAL
       KNIFE. Jabs it GSSSSSHHHH! straight into Stacy's jugular.

       Stacy crumples to the ground. Blood GUSHES from her neck.
       Skittles all over the floor.

       (CONT'D) STACY
       Help... me ~~

                           FRIDA
                 ... Bitch, I tried.

       Frida pulls out the knife, looks down at it, then at the
       vanity. Under her breath:

       (CONT'D) FRIDA
       `Check your vanity'.....

       Laughter and tears come all together. Oh, Jess.....

       (CONT'D) FRIDA
       Funny. Very funny.

       A sound at the FRONT DOOR. Frida freezes.

       146-147 146-147 OMIT
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)81.

109                                                                109
       INT. BEDROOM - FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - NIGHT

       Frida steps out, SPECIAL KNIFE in hand... to find: Sarah, GUN
       in hand. They're both covered in blood. Sarah looks at
       Stacy's corpse on the bathroom floor.

                           FRIDA
                 Found a weapon.

                           SARAH
                 ... Not no.

       Frida picks up the POLAROID, hands it to Sarah.

       (CONT'D) SARAH
       ... Hannah Marshall.

                              FRIDA
                 Uhuh.

                           SARAH
                 But this is impossible, unless...

       CLOSE ON: The PHOTO: Hannah Marshall smiling by the pool.
       Next to her: Frida. Her hair is LONG, and her NAILS are
       painted RED, with little nail art of RABBITS.

                           FRIDA
                 ... I've been here before.

       How do you say... `le plot twist'?

                           SARAH
                 Uhm. What should we do?

       Frida steps to the bed, runs her fingers along those thousand-
       and-twenty-threadcount white sheets. She balls the sheet in
       her fist.... and then uses it to wipe Stacy's blood off the
       knife. She turns back to Sarah.

                           FRIDA
                 Let's go say hi to the guys.

       CUE: "LES FLEURS" by Minnie Riperton.

110                                                                110
       EXT. FRONT LAWN - NIGHT

       Frida and Sarah march across the lawn, determined, ready for
       battle, looking super fucking cool. All around them loom the
       DESIDERIA. "LES FLEUR"'s glorious chorus slaps.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)82.

111                                                              111
       INT. BIG HOUSE - NIGHT

       Slater pours himself another whiskey, refills Lucas's glass.
       Lucas stares at Camilla's dead body. Slater sits, vapes.

                           LUCAS
                 What did I do?

                            SLATER
                 Nothing.

                           LUCAS
                 Why didn't I stop you?

       Slater shrugs you tell me. Distress on Lucas's face.

                           SLATER
                 You mad at me?

                           LUCAS
                 I'm scared.

                           SLATER
                 Good. That's good. Honest.

       THUMP THUMP THUMP! POUNDING on the door.

                           FRIDA (O.S.)
                 Slater? It's Frida! I don't know
                 what's going on! Please let me in!!

       Lucas stands.

                           SLATER
                 She's mad. They're always mad.

       THUMP THUMP THUMP!

                           FRIDA (O.S.)
                 Slater! Please!!!

       A beat. And then..... Lucas HURLS his WHISKEY GLASS, BOLTS
       for the door. Slater ducks-- the glass SHATTERS behind him.
       Lucas TWISTS the knob, SWINGS the door open --

112                                                              112
       INT./EXT. BIG HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT

       BANG!!!! Blood SPLATTERS from Lucas's head and he goes down.

       Slater moves fast, PUSHES Lucas's body out of the way. Frida,
       outside, SWINGS the knife wildly through the open door. He
       DUCKS, using the door as a shield. He SLAMS it on her arm.
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       She drops the knife. CLINKCLINK. He reaches out, grabs her
       hair, pulls her inside. SLAMS the door shut.

       CUT TO: Sarah, on the lawn, gun trained on the action.
       Dammit.

113                                                                113
       INT. BIG HOUSE - CONTINUOUS - NIGHT

       Frida backs away. Slater steps forward.

                            SLATER
                 ... Hi.

                            FRIDA
                 Hi.

       She's terrified, crying, pleading. She backs into the back
       room, against the desk. He steps up, real close.

                           SLATER
                 Is it funny yet?

       She reaches back, grabbing: THE BROKEN TIP OF THE PILLAR OF
       INTEGRITY TROPHY. She SWINGS. WHAM! Right in the head.

                           FRIDA
                 Gettin' there.

       WHAM! She hits him again. He reels backwards into the great
       room. For a moment, in his field of vision: THE BIG RED
       CHAIR. He cocks his head. His face covered in blood.

       WHAM WHAM. Finally, he grabs her arm. TWISTS her wrist. She
       drops the trophy.

       He SLAMS her into the CABINET. The doors fly open. She SLAMS
       HIM into the wall. HURLS the CARDBOARD BOX at him. Polaroids
       fly everywhere. He's disoriented. She LUNGES for the KNIFE,
       but then... TRIPS over Camilla's body. Oh come on!

       He scrambles on top of her, GRABS her head and SMASHES it
       into the floor and Frida BLACKS THE FUCK OUT.

       OMIT

114                                                                114
       INT. FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - FLASHBACK - DAY

       Frida - LONG HAIR - RUNS into her room. She SLAMS the door.
       BOLTS the lock. Her mouth is covered in blood.

       POUNDING OUTSIDE. VIC SCREAMING. Frida runs for the back
       door. IT'S STUCK -- this fucking door.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)84.


       She runs into the bathroom--

115                                                                115
       INT. BATHROOM - FRIDA'S BUNGALOW - FLASHBACK - DAY

       She slams into the vanity, knocking over her TUBE OF LIP
       GLOSS. Grabs a YELLOW TOWEL.

       CLOSE ON: the lip gloss, rolling into the bedroom. In the
       b.g., Frida wraps the towel around her hand. She PUNCHES out
       the bathroom window. Hoists herself through...

       OMIT

116                                                                116
       EXT. JUNGLE PATH - FLASHBACK - DAY

       Frida's BLOODY FEET run past the BROKEN STONE WALL. Aha:
       We've seen this moment this before. Way back on page

       She runs, top speed..... then slows... And stops. A confused
       look on her face. She looks around. Why was I running?

       She turns back. He's just standing there, smiling......

                            SLATER
                 Hi.

                            FRIDA
                 Hi.

       She walks over to him. Behind him... Hannah Marshall... bound
       and gagged. Oh, THAT'S why I was running... She SCREAMS,
       tries to get away. But suddenly-- her arms FLY back
       violently, as Slater grabs the DRAWSTRING of her GARMENT.

       She tips forward. THONK--her forehead hits a STONE. Blood
       trickles into her eyes. So that's how she got that scar.

       Stillness for a beat. Our LIZARD watches from its tree.

       Suddenly she's JERKED backwards. Slater expertly ties Frida's
       sleeves together, bends her legs back, binding her ankles
       with the drawstring in a horrifying cocoon. And that's what
       these things are really for. He flips her onto her back.

                           SLATER
                 Hey. What do you call a cow with no
                 legs?

       Frida looks at him... and then starts to LAUGH at the
       familiar joke. She's already forgotten....

       CUE: "GUILTY" by Barbara Streisand and Barry Gibb.
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           He's standing above her. Smiling. Backlit. Beautiful.

    117                                                               117
           INT. BIG HOUSE - BACK TO PRESENT - NIGHT

           Frida gasps BACK TO PRESENT, now bound by the garment. Slater
           is seated in the big red chair (now in a different spot). He
           looks down at her, shakes his head in genuine admiration.

                               SLATER
                     Man... you always find a way to get
                     into the party.

           Frida glares up at him. Her face is bloody.

           On the side table: the VAPE and THE KNIFE. He picks up the
           vape, tries to puff, but it's empty. He refills it calmly.

           BEHIND FRIDA'S BACK: Her fingers feel around on the floor...
           finally finding: a SHARD OF LUCAS's WHISKEY GLASS. BINGO.

           SLATER'S MONOLOGUE RESHOOT
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                               SLATER KING
                     Hi. Welcome back. I'm really happy
                     that you came.

           Vic grunts.

                               SLATER KING (CONT'D)
                     Don't mind him. He's just still mad
                     about the pinky thing.

                                                      QUICK CUT TO:

    118                                                               118
           EXT. POOL AREA - FLASHBACK - LAST YEAR - DAY

           Vic has his hand over Frida's mouth. She BITES down, TEARING
           into his PINKY. He SCREAMS. Blood all over her mouth.

    119                                                               119
           INT. BIG HOUSE - BACK TO PRESENT - NIGHT

           RESHOOT MONOLOGUE: This is the first time Frida has come
  RA162
           back and it's really fucking with him.

                               SLATER KING
                     Man, I thought last year was insane
                     but you've really outdone yourself!
                     Congratulations, you figured it
                     out. I'm sorry about jess. Those
                     fuckin' snakes man. Buzz kills. So
                     now what? Everyone's dead.
                               (MORE)
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)86.
                           SLATER KING (CONT'D)
                 You got your revenge porn. I'm just
                 saying, there's the version of this
                 we're all just havin' a good time,
                 sippin' green juice an mimosas in a
                 few hours. Brunch is real. You
                 know what's not real? Forgiveness.
                 I Slater King, formally apologize.
                 I've sought therapy and I plan to
                 take a leave of absence from my
                 company and to deal with this issue
                 head on. Blah, blah, blah, sorry
                 sorry, sorry, SORRY! So, We good?
                 Oh no? There is no forgiveness.
                 There's only forgetting.

       BEHIND FRIDA'S BACK: Slowly, quietly, she is RIPPING a hole
       in her garment sleeve with the glass shard.

                           SLATER KING (CONT'D)
                 There is no forgiveness. There's
                 only forgetting. Which you're
                 incredible at by the way. You
                 forgot the entire place. I didn't
                 know it could do that. I mean, this
                 is amazing. You're amazing. You
                 inspire me! You make me think
                 bigger. Imagine what humans can do
                 if we were just free from our
                 trauma. Oh, this is gonna be great.
                 Like, my sister. She's so fucked
                 up, cuz she remembers everything.
                 "How could you play tennis with
                 that man after everything he did to
                 us when we were little?" And I'm
                 over here like, "What'd he do?" You
                 know this was never about sex
                 right? This is about creating a
                 safe space. Where we can learn
                 about ourselves. With no judgement,
                 no shame. Because There is no past.
                 No future. Just me and you. Right
                 here. Right now. And you came back.
                 You didn't leave me. Let's Start
                 fresh. What do ya think?

       BANG!!!! Gunshot outside. Slater FLINCHES. Frida's eyes dart
       towards the BULLET, lodged in the steel-reinforced door.

120                                                              120
       EXT. BIG HOUSE - SAME - NIGHT

       Sarah steps forward, gun trained on the DOORKNOB.

       164-165 164-165 OMIT
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       INTERCUT - INT. BIG HOUSE / EXT. BIG HOUSE

       BANG! Another bullet lodges itself in the door.

       BANG! Another bullet in the door.

       OUTSIDE

       Sarah KICKS at the door. It doesn't budge.

       INSIDE

                           SLATER KING
                 Hold that thought. I'll be right
                 back. I really want to hear what
                 you have to say. I'll be right
                 back.

121                                                              121
       EXT. BIG HOUSE - NIGHT

       Slater explodes out of the door. Sarah has a head start, but
       dude's fucking FAST. She disappears behind some trees.

122                                                              122
       EXT. JUNGLE PATH - A MOMENT LATER - NIGHT

       Slater turns the corner, but Sarah is nowhere in sight.

123                                                              123
       INT./EXT. SAUNA - NIGHT

       Slater opens the door of the sauna. No Sarah.

124                                                              124
       EXT. COLD PLUNGE - NIGHT

       He spots... something... sticking out behind a bush. Gotcha.
       He inches forward... whips around the corner... to find...
       CODY'S CORPSE, shot through the heart. (We know you're
       wondering, so yes: he still has tampons in his nose.)

       BLOOP. Water. Nearby. Slater steps towards the COLD PLUNGE.
       The water moves, ever so slightly.

125                                                              125
       EXT. UNDER THE WATER - COLD PLUNGE - NIGHT

       Sarah, submerged in the freezing water, holding her breath.

       SPLSSHHH! A HAND reaches down and GRABS her by the hair. She
       SCREAMS under the water.
      PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)88.

126                                                               126
       INT. BIG HOUSE - A MOMENT LATER - NIGHT

       Slater bursts in, dragging a soaking/freezing/SHRIEKING
       Sarah, hogtied in the garment. He HURLS her to the ground.

       Frida--feet still bound but hands now free--has made her way
       over to the side table.

       She GRABS THE KNIFE, swings it towards him, defensive. The
       VAPE rolls off the table... on the floor, right to Slater's
       feet. He picks it up. Walks over to Frida. She's weak, barely
       able to hold the knife. He takes it out of her hand easily.

                           SLATER
                 Don't worry. I'm not gonna kill
                 you. You're like my best friend.

       Vic GURGLES. Slater walks back to Sarah. Vic GRUNTS again,
       louder. Did he say "don't?"........ Slater puffs his vape.

       He pulls Sarah's head up by the hair. Special knife to her
       throat. Frida and Sarah lock eyes. And then... Slater COUGHS.

       He stands. Drops the knife. He looks around, uncertain. Then:

       (CONT'D) SLATER
       I just want to say, I really do think it's amazing what
       women can do when they band together. COUGH. Excuse me.
       COUGH. Excuse me. Oh my god, what happened to Vic!?!

       He backpedals, and TRIPS over Camilla's body, falls over
       backwards, knocking LIT CANDLES all over the floor.

       He stands, looks around. Confused. Another vape pull.

       (CONT'D) SLATER
       Oh my god, what happened to Vic?!?

       He steps forward, STUMBLES on Camilla again.

       (CONT'D) SLATER
       Oh shit--

       He looks around the room like he's noticing all the dead
       bodies for the first time.

       Behind him, the candles have set the cardboard box on fire;
       and the polaroids. The flames spread.

       He COUGHS VIOLENTLY, looks at the vape in his hand.

                           FRIDA
                 You never know what's in those
                 things, man.
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    He looks at her. She smiles devilishly... and opens her hand
    to reveal: A PERFUME BOTTLE. Oh shit: She fuckin' dosed his
    stupid fucking refillable vape!!!!!!!!!

    Suddenly furious, Slater LUNGES towards Frida, but he TRIPS
    on Camilla AGAIN, falls, hits his head on the corner of the
    side table. Ooohhhh shit the whole room is suddenly ablaze.

    The far end of Vic's couch starts to burn. The fire creeps
    towards him. He knows he's a goner.

                           VIC
                Gnarly.

    Frida struggles to untie her feet. The flames are growing all
    around her. As she finally gets her feet free, she glances
    over at Slater, out cold on the floor.

    She looks at Sarah -- tied up, terrified. They lock eyes.

                                                  CUT TO:

EXT. LAWN - NIGHT


Frida FALLS INTO FRAME NEXT TO SARAH WHO SITS IN THE GRASS.
They stare at the burning house. Exhausted. Holy shit.


                        SARAH
              (Putting a cig in her mouth.)
              Got a light?

Beat.
                            FRIDA
                  I knew I forgot something.


        They laugh. Not cuz anything is funny. But because they're
        still alive. And being alive is cool.

                            SARAH
                  (getting up)
                  Welp, I'm pretty sure I can figure
                  out another way to light this.
                  Since everything is, ya know, on
                  fire.

        She Looks back at Frida.
                            SARAH (CONT'D)
                  You sure you know what you're
                  doing?

        They exchange a look. Sarah   nods. Walks off.
                            LATER - NIGHT                             127
127

        The flames have spread to the rest of the house. Frida
        appears, struggling to drag a BODY along the ground.

        As he GASPS back to consciousness, we see: The body is
        SLATER.
        Slater's POV: Frida. Above him. Smiling. Backlit.

        Beautiful. CUE: "GUILTY" by Barbara Streisand and Barry

        Gibb.

        Nearby, on the --


        LAWN
        Mama cackles as she watches the big house burn. It's
        guttural and emotional. She walks away and we tilt down to
        reveal, SHE'S LEFT HER BUCKET BEHIND.




                                                                      128
           INT. THE DOWN TO EARTH GALA - NIGHT
 128
           Same ole' gala. One year later.



       Find: Slater's table. Everybody's laughing at something that
       he just said.

       ANGLE ON: Frida. We follow her through the crowd, flanked by
       bodyguards. Everyone moves out of her way, staring.
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 Frida reaches the table, puts her hand on Slater's shoulder.
 Her nails are painted BLACK, with little nail art of RED
 FLOWERS. There's a BIG-ASS ROCK on her finger. She sits.

 (CONT'D) SLATER
 Sorry, I, uh....

                     FRIDA
           Eat your steak, honey.

 Slater takes a pathetic bite.

                      A VOICE (O.S.)
           Slater!

                     SLATER
           Oh hey. Glad you could make it!

 Oh hey, it's Rich, Slater's therapist.

                     RICH
           You're a hard man to reach. Been
           trying to circle back...

 Slater nods uncertainly... no idea what he means. He tries to
 puff his vape, but it's kicked.


           (CONT'D) RICH
           It's ok. We don't need to talk
           business here. Maybe we could
           connect next week?

 Frida holds up a VIAL OF VAPE FLUID. Slater takes it.

                     FRIDA
           We're in Beijing next week.

 Frida turns, smiles. Slater fumbles, refilling his vape.

                     RICH
           Oh. Gotcha. Hi. I don't think we've
           met --

                     FRIDA
           Of course we have. Hiya Rich.

 Rich's face goes white. He hustles away like a little bitch.

 (CONT'D) FRIDA
 Always a pleasure.

 Slater puffs his vape. Smiles vapidly at Frida.
PUSSY ISLAND - Kravitz/Himelstein 2ND WHITE REVISION (04/12/2023)91.


 ON STAGE:

                       EMCEE
             Folks, we'd like to thank you all
             for being with us here tonight. We
             know you're very busy, and we
             appreciate your time. Let's hear a
             round of applause for our host....
             Mrs. Frida King.

 All eyes on Frida. She waves gracefully. The Emcee continues.

                       COCKTAIL WAITRESS (O.S.)
             Would you like some more, Mrs.
             King?

 Frida looks up at the young waitress, holding champagne.

                       FRIDA
             Yes, please.

 SLOW PUSH IN ON: Frida, sippin' her champagne, as the
 AUDIENCE APPLAUDS.

 FIN

Blink Twice



Writers :   Zoe Kravitz  E.T. Feigenbaum
Genres :   Thriller  Mystery


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