Yellowjackets it is. Thanks for the recap, Showtime.

It's all fun and games until someone goes stabbity stabbity.

The opening credits? Not a favorite.

At last! Chekhov's nightlock!

Let's get in our nightgowns and have a bacchanal. Good idea, Coach?

I love that he's most frustrated by the fact that book club was all a lie. THERE'S NO BOOK CLUB, SHAUNA? HOLY SHIRTBALLS.

It's all fun and games til misty goes phantom thread on your ass.

Hold me captive and tell me all your secrets, Misty.

Courir de mardi gras, ladies?

WHO'S GONNA GET FUCKED UP? All y'all! Shroom Soup ala Misty.

There is no way anyone knows the lyrics to Kiss From a Rose ; never mind a group of someones. Unpossible.

This is now basically turning into The Secret History: Plane Crash Edition.