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I've duped you all. MICHELLE: Wha... Hold on a second. Are you telling me that this whole thing was a game? (BOTH GRUNTING) - (SCREAMS) - What? What? - They, they... - SARAH: Shit! I'm sorry. They got up. They got up. When I learned you stopped inviting me to your game nights, I hijacked Brooks' murder mystery party and I staged a kidnapping of my own. You gotta be kidding me. What better way to prove my worth as a game night participant? Well, what about these dudes? Are they actors? Oh, no. They're... They're felons. Felons? I was able to shave some time off of their parole in exchange for this little side project. - We square now? - Thank you, gentlemen. That lady hit me with the car. Hey, what the hell kinda psycho are you? You put us through all this, just for your own amusement? No, no. Just the opposite. For your amusement. Did everyone have fun? - ALL: No! No. - RYAN: Yeah. No. - No fun! I got shot! - By me! I don't see how that's possible. My men were using blanks. Well, that was my gun. It was a real gun. So, this whole thing, the Faberge egg, The Bulgarian. That was you?