Yellowjackets

Previously on Yellowjackets...

We are the ones

making ourselves sick.

You kidnapped me

and then strapped me to a fucking bed!

Give me one good reason I shouldn't cave your head in.

'Cause I have a message for you.

Breathe with me, okay?

You can do that, okay?

- Your brother's alive. - Javi is...

Giving him false hope is just going to make things worse.

Talking to the cops isn't as easy as it looks on TV.

The only thing

you should ever say is,

"I want my lawyer."

Everything okay with you and Kyle?

Actually, no. I might have to break up with him.

Unless I get lucky and he just disappears.

What do you want from me?

You could start by not acting

like everything is normal.

Reviewed Martin's last credit card statement.

It's always the husband.

Unless, that is, it's the mystery lady friend.

No!

What happened to the woman in room 135?

She took off. Left cash for the bill

and split in the middle of the night.

- What the fuck? - What happened?

You were asleep.

No way, a puppy!

That's right, bud.

Sammy, no! Stop right there!

Oh. I'm sorry, Simone. I tried calling.

You stay the fuck away from him.

I found that thing in the basement.

Seriously? Are we just not gonna talk about

how she's out in the meat shed all day with dead-ass Jackie?

- Say it! - Stop.

Shit.

Shauna?

Shauna.

- Shauna. - What?

Oh, my God.

What planet are you even living on these days?

Um, Earth? What about you?

Oh, that's mature.

Let's taunt the dead girl about her fragile plane of existence.

I mean, you started it.

Not much left.

Nat and Travis will find something.

You don't really believe that.

It's one thing to lie to yourself,

but lying to your baby...

Stop.

We're gonna be fine.

What'd you do with my ear, Shipman?

Uh, I, um...

uh, buried it.

No, you didn't.

You put it in your pocket.

Yeah, so I can bury it.

Liar.

Oh, my God.

I just had the funniest vision of you, like,

laying my ear to rest,

and you make it, like, a little ear coffin.

My God, you say a little ear prayer.

- You know what... - Oh, my God.

Okay. Okay, okay. Fine.

I'm sorry.

Come here.

Braid my hair?

What? Why?

Because if you lay them right,

then maybe you won't see... you know.

Wouldn't want people asking questions, would we?

Here.

The last time we did this was freshman homecoming, remember?

Alyssa Bender drank rum and gummy bears

and then threw up during "Pump Up the Jam" and then...

Randy slipped in it.

Mm.

I'm pretty sure it's done by now.

Yeah.

Oh, great.

There are two of you now?

Is Shauna in the shed again?

It's freezing outside.

Well, then maybe one of you should go out and get her.

Don't. She'll come when she's ready.

You make it sound like she's doing her homework, Lot.

She's processing and she needs our support.

I think it's healthy.

So healthy.

Everyone who's seven months pregnant

should risk getting pneumonia by staying up half the night

chatting with their dead best friend.

It's not fair. We're always waiting on her.

Well, maybe we should just eat hers tonight.

That'll get her to move her ass.

No one is eating Shauna's food.

No one is eating Shauna's share.

- Okay, who reeks? - We all do.

Yeah, but this is next-level.

Are you fucking serious?

Who took a shit in the pee bucket?

Come on, guys, we made a rule.

If it's yellow, it can mellow.

If it's brown, then fucking do it outside.

Just fess up. Who was it?

Does it look like a girl poo or, you know...

a boy one?

- What? - That is definitely not a thing.

Seriously? You all need to grow up.

Whoever did it, just admit it and then go throw it out.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

I'll do it.

Where's the other lantern?

Akilah had it yesterday.

- I put it back, Misty. - Oh, my God.

You're all a literal shit show.

Don't let anyone eat mine.

Okay.

How do I look?

Oh, like you might have two ears.

Oh. Progress.

Now do my makeup.

I don't have any makeup.

Then what's that?

Come on, Shipman. I'm looking awfully necrotic.

Nice SAT word.

You weren't the only smart one.

You just liked to think you were.

Well, this is a twist,

considering all the times I did this for you.

You always were helpless in front of a mirror.

You know, Jeff only had sex with you

because I made you into someone else.

- That's not true. - And you only had sex with him

so you could imagine being me.

Shut up.

It's time to be honest, Shauna.

Hold still. You're making me mess up.

You're hungry.

Yeah, Mari's making dinner.

If you could stop moving...

That's not what you're hungry for.

What are you doing?

It's okay.

I don't need it anymore.

No, stop, stop! Stop! Stop!

Stop laughing.

This is not funny!

This is sick! Stop laughing!

You're the one holding the knife.

Oh, shit.

Check out Urbino's story.

He got drunk and skinned his face.

You've been a lot. G that thing

until my head falls off?

Wha is way of dealing

to numb myself into oblivion?

Dealing with what?

That my parents are assholes who only think about themselves.

Everything I thought was real is a fun house hall of mirrors.

Um...

They're too focused on their own shit

to even notice that I'm gone.

Well, maybe that's a good thing.

Now we can do whatever we want.

You are such a child.

My mom wants to know if we want chocolate chip pancakes.

Well, Kyle, we don't, 'cause I'm breaking up with you.

Seriously?

Callie?

Tai!

It's me, Tai!

How the fuck did I not wake up?

What did you even use to cut this?

I don't know.

What's the last thing you remember?

I got back from tossing the shit.

I ate.

I came up and I fell asleep.

Was there something on your mind?

Shauna, I guess.

How... fucked up it is that she's still talking to Jackie.

Well...

you're not a picture of normalcy yourself.

Okay, listen.

What if we talked to Lottie?

- You fucking serious? - Yeah.

You heard what she did for Travis,

when he had his panic attack or whatever, and...