The Wilds

I know this is delicate,

but we do need your account of what happened that day.

Right.

Rachel!

We couldn't see them, you know?

We could hear them.

If I'm being honest, I can still hear them.

Rachel!

Nora! Nora!

It could have lasted a second.

Or maybe an hour. I don't know.

But then she was just...

Nora. Nora!

Gone.

She was gone.

It was Dot who saw her first.

Rachel!

You're bleeding.

Where are you bleeding?

I lost her.

Some of us froze.

But some of us just sort of...

...knew what to do.

I'm gonna have to cauterize it.

Hold her down.

Now.

Some of us took it harder than others,

who let the whole thing...

shatter them.

No!

The pit was here! Nora put me here!

There are no...

upsides.

And I don't think there ever will be.

But what I will say for all of us...

Is that it tied us together.

Into, like, I don't know...

something more than we were.

Yeah, after that happened, we became, like...

There's no other way to say it. We became a family.

It was how fast it all happened.

That's what's hard to believe...

that idea that only three weeks before,

we...

we didn't know each other at all.

There was awkwardness, distance...

a lot of glances...

politeness.

We were cautious, with our walls up,

just strangers heading in a new direction...

...with no fucking idea what was coming.

Cake anyone?

Passageways intro video,

take uno.

I'm Josh Herbert,

and I am super stoked about this retreat.

Oh, nice.

Rosa... comin' hot with my meds.

Saw the activity list for this retreat.

As I was saying, I am super stoked.

Like, almost as stoked as I was about magic camp.

I run a sub-50 400,

and I deadlift three times my body weight.

So, if you think I'm gonna be challenged

by some stand-up-paddleboarding bullshit,

you can fuck right off.

I've prepared a statement.

I'm going on this retreat against my will.

I'm making this video because it's mandatory,

and I will now offer a short list of things

I'd rather do than go on this trip.

Still deliberating,

but I might wear this on day one.

Walk over thumbtacks...

Sort of my litmus test.

You know, it's like, if you don't know these legends,

I... I just won't to engage with you.

...get strep throat...

I forgot what I'm supposed to say.

Bo, i-it's just three words to describe yourself.

Um...

...lick the slide at the McDonald's PlayPlace...

I mow lawns.

The boy does not know how to sell himself.

Here, let me show you how it's done.

Hold that.

Three words... I don't know.

The name's Scotty Simms coming to you live

from the shit-ass corner of the 8-5-0,

but not for long, friends,

'cause I'm a savvy and... and motivated entrepreneur

with some big ideas

for the fashion and skin-care industries.

Scotty, that's more than three words.

Three words that encapsulate me are simply

"man of taste."

Boring white guy.

I mean that literally as well.

I collect rare whiskeys on the DL.

Oh, I barely have to even hide this stuff

'cause Mom's fuckin' clueless.

Mmm.

Beautiful mouthfeel.

I am Rafael Garcia... Raf for short.

Most people call me Raf.

Um...

yeah, I don't... I don't know.

I guess I'm just excited to meet everybody.

Um, never been to Hawaii before.

Actually never been on a plane before,

so I'm a little nervous about that.

Things that I'll miss...

Come in!

You're smiling. That's a nice development.

I was just admiring our beloved control group.

"Beloved"?

Not what I expected you to call them.

34 days, Daniel.

They lasted 34 days,

while the women lasted the full 50, so...

And, God, all that begging for money and tap-dancing

like a fucking monkey for my investors,

that was all worthwhile.

The boys were the perfect failures we needed,

so how could I not belove them?

Yeah, well, we're gonna start processing them now.

Just stopped by to let you know.

You holding up, Dean? You look fraught.

I don't do fraught.

Complicated feelings is, uh, more Dan's thing.

Well, I know this has been a trial,

but I'm asking for one last push from both of you.

There is no question they imploded.

Once we find out how...

we wear the crown.

Yeah. Go break 'em open, gentlemen.

Oh, if you can, start with this little angel.

I want to know how he fell.

I don't really know what you guys want from me.

Well, just your version of what happened.

Why don't we take those off?

They're an "abundance of caution" measure anyway.

Because of what I did?

Yes, Rafael.

It's Raf.

I go by Raf.

Well, Raf,

why don't you take us through that first day?

I remember not knowing names.

Never been very good at it.

Maybe it's 'cause everybody is so bad with mine.

But, yeah, that, uh...

...that first day, I just sort of knew the basics.

There was the two best friends from Florida...

...Josh, whose name I only knew from school,

the smart one with the fancy clothes,

the lax-bro, the emo kid with the glasses,

and his stepbrother Seth,

whose name, for some reason, just...

...stuck with me.

Oh.

And, of course, the tracksuit kid...

who really hated his mom.

Good one, Mother. Great idea.

How about... how about we... we ship me off

to some wilderness fucking circle jerk?

"Maybe it'll be fun," she said.

Yeah, "Maybe you'll learn something."

Okay, sure. Yeah.

Maybe I'll learn what it's like to almost basically drown.

Maybe I'll learn what it's like

to get a metric shit-ton of water up my fuckin' nose!

Or maybe I'll learn what it's like to absolutely

and extremely hate you,

you fucking dick-tit!

Oh, jeez, fuck!

God.

I'm... I'm sorry.

I just... I just...

I can't pretend that that shit wasn't funny.

"Dick-tit!"

Hey, you doing okay?

No.

Henry, come on. Not now.

What?

We're either lost, dead, or raptured.

None of us are okay.

I'll rephrase.

Are you doing okay, considering?

Why are you doing that?

Doing what?

Crying.

It's fine, actually. It's healthy, really.

And I think it should be more normalized as a behavior.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Who came with this kid?

Is he always like this?

I... I don't really know.

We're in different friend groups.

Hi, Rafe.