When the butterflies summon the girls for a night of bloodshed, Rachel tries to escape their nightmarish existence, but Kate and the others track her down after Lulu’s grave warning.
I'm not joking around!
Was soll der Scheiß?
¡No estoy bromeando! ¡No metas
las narices donde no te corresponde!
Tu te crois drôle, hein ?
Estou falando sério!
Não se meta onde não é chamada!