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Why don't we just tell
everybody the truth?

What,
that POTUS was murdered?

And that his tablet
with government secrets

and God knows what
else is missing,

and that we think the people that
built this place are covering it up?

I mean, I'd tune in.

Cal is dead
and we're just moving on.

Going about our lives
as if nothing happened.

They're still doing the
goddamn carnival tomorrow!

I thought you had surveillance
cameras all over the place.

Don't
worry so much.

If it comes down to it,
I'll deal with Robinson.

Why did you two shut down
the cameras the night of the murder?

We were playing Wii.

We realized if we
shut down the security system,

we could play his video
games and use his cool shit

and no one would really
be the worse off for it.

My God, you absolute idiots.

I have a message
from the president.

He said if something should
happen to him, I should find you.

He said Billy Pace is dangerous.

Keep it movin', Billy.

Take the shot.

Goddammit.

Fuckin' worthless
idiot of a nephew.

Never hesitate.

That's how they hear you comin'.

Never hesitate.

Good boy.

Hey.

No, you don't.

When somethin's no good...

it has to go.

What the
hell is the matter with you, boy?

I told you, never hesi...

Pace!

You're Pace, right?

Dude who killed his uncle?

Killed his uncle over a dog.

Stop!

- You Billy Pace?
- Who's asking?

Your second chance.

Let's go.

I said let's go.

Gentlemen, you are here
because you are violent men.

Some of you plucked from
halfway houses and prisons.

Some of you are
flameouts from the SEALs.

But where some might see a
pile of unredeemable fuck-ups,

I see opportunity.

I see mercenaries, people who
fight wars in parts of the world

where governments are too chickenshit
to send in their own militaries

for all kinds of shameful reasons
related to the pussification

of this entire fuckin' planet.

So, how does that sound?

Get paid handsomely to travel the
world, meet interesting people,

and fuckin' kill 'em.

Now, the man next to me will
be known to you as Bull.

He was about as unredeemable
a fuck-up as they come.

But now, he's a highly
disciplined killing machine,

and his mommy is so
very, very proud.

So, who thinks
they can take him?

I told you.
Bunch of fuckin' pussies.

Oh. Here we go, we got a buyer.

Billy the kid. Alright,
you'll go when I say...

Okay, so I know we're in a literal
world of shit with Robinson,

and I'm by no means unaware of
how deep that literal shit is.

- But Billy?
- Yeah?

I'm too excited to sleep.

'Cause of the carnival.

- The carnival, baby!
- Right.

Um,
I didn't know what to wear,

but I brought options.

And you are picking.

Okay.

I have this one, or...

uh, this one.

Well, Jane, our
little secret romance

goes right out the window
if you put any of those on,

'cause I'm not gonna be able
to keep my hands off you.

These outfits might be
slightly inappropriate,

but I can't control the thoughts
of a bunch of cave-dwelling pervs.

And besides...

Oh, shit.

Good morning to you as well.

My kids have
no idea where I am.

Have they never
stayed home alone?

When I work late. But,
uh, we have a system.

I always let Presley
know beforehand.

Probably
gonna wanna catch them

before they head
to the carnival.

- Is that today?
- Mm-hmm.

That's insane.

The man isn't even in the ground yet,
and they're gonna throw a carnival

the day before his funeral.

- So...
- So...

Um... last night was...
it was really nice.

Stop it, I'll faint.

So, about what I, uh, said...

Yeah, um, that didn't track for
me. But, uh, I'll talk to him.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Maybe I'll see you at the carnival.
- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah.
- Carnival, yeah.

- I want Mom! Where is she?
- She's coming, right?

- All weapons...
- Motherfucker!

...and prohibited
items must be surrendered.

Have you talked
to Mom? Is she coming?

All
weapons and prohibited items...

I want Mom!

That includes
any outside electronics.

Stay calm and keep moving.

Make sure your wristband...

You will be
scanned. Step forward, please.

Wristbands.

Come on.

Collins, Xavier. Two minors.
Spouse, Teri Collins.

My wife... my wife
didn't make the plane.

I'm sorry.

Do not lose your wristbands.

- What are they doing?
- Keep going, keep going.

- We almost didn't make it.
- I need you to calm down.

Everybody is gone. Oh God!

Whether you're
cops, soldiers, Secret Service,

or private security, we
are all here to do the same job:

provide stability.

Excuse me.
Collins, right?

Billy Pace. They told
me to come find you.

They want us to start securing the area,
get people inside of the residences.

What... what residences?

I got no fuckin' clue, bro.

This way.

You can't just
have sugar cereal every day.

Yeah, I know the fake bacon is gross,
but you just gotta close your eyes,

and pretend it's the real thing.

Alright.

But, you can have cereal
too, if you promise to drink the milk.

Okay, I will.

Morning.

Morning.

Did I misunderstand our system?

- I... um...
- 'Cause last I checked, we had a system.

I am...

Dad, if you're working the night
shift, you have to let me know.

Hey, I know. And,
um, I am so sorry.

I just...

I screwed up.

Uh-huh. It's okay.

I know it's been
a weird few days.

Here, gag on some fake
bacon. You'll feel better.

- We're going today, right?
- To the carnival?

- You know it, bud.
- I will meet you guys there later.

I am heading to the carnival
to help the band set up.

What band?

Just the one that's
playing at the carnival.

Okay. Sorry, I'm just
playing catch-up here.

Are you in a band?

No, it's Jeremy's band.

- Jeremy...?
- Bradford.

Wait, Cal's son?

I thought... I thought
we didn't like this kid.

Jeez, Dad. He just
lost his father.

We're just hanging out.

Alright, I'm out,
boys. Love you both.

Love you more.

Enjoy...

- I think it's hormones.
- Where'd you learn about that?

Oh.

- Dad, guess what?
- Hm?

I've made a huge decision, and
I think you're gonna like it.

I've decided I'm ready for that
Ferris wheel this year, the big one.

- Dad.
- Yeah, man, absolutely.

This is your year.

Hey, J, I gotta run and talk
to Uncle Billy real quick.

I'm gonna drop you off with
Carl and Lucy across the street.

Come back later, okay? Let's go.

One week down here, and
of all the weird shit I've seen,

the fact that they thought to make
bars is by far the fucking weirdest.

- Yeah.
- Fully stocked.

More booze down here
than Sandal's Jamaica.

Huh.

How can
I help you guys?

Secret Service. We're securing
the area for the president

in case he wants to come
by after his speech.

"Securing the area."

Okay. Okay, yeah. Uh, sure.

Do what you gotta do.

Word is, Prezzo drinks
like a fuckin' fish.

- Agent Pace.
- He should see the cellar.

Must be two football fields'
worth of sauce down there.

Top-shelf stuff,
too. You wanna see?

We're just acquainting ourselves
with entrances and exits.

Uh, then can I acquaint you

with three fingers of the
finest bourbon known to man?

- I'm your huckleberry.
- We're on duty.

Well, your loss.

Stuff went for thousands
of dollars a pop up above.

Hey, they give you a house?
They gave me a house.

It... it's nice.

Mm, my wife went nuts.

Yeah, I got a house.

- Yeah?
- Same.

Never had a house before.
I rarely slept indoors.

Come on, don't let me drink
the good shit alone, here.

I don't wanna be
rude to this man.

- Go ahead.
- Okay.

To the end of the world.

Wow.

So what, are you like the world's
greatest bartender or something?

How'd you get this gig?

Well, my wife is one of the preeminent
atmospheric scientists in the world.

I guess they realized they were
getting two for the price of one,

me being a preeminent
mixologist and all.

Just how drunk do you
think we'd have to get

to forget that we're
inside a mountain?

- I'd sure as fuck like to find out.
- Yeah.

Come on. We gotta
get him to the arena.

- They got a fuckin' arena.
- Yeah.

"Moving forward takes
incredible commitment and hard work.

We will act to lay a new..."
I'm good actually, thank you.

"Now begins the hard
but necessary work

of moving into the future,
forging a new path."

"Forging a new path."
Does that sound like me?

Is that even remotely what
people wanna hear right now?

Sounds fine, sir.

Scary new guy, what do you think? Is
this the right vibe for this situation?

It's okay, you can speak freely.

What do you think people
need to hear right now?

Honestly, sir, this whole
situation's majorly fucked up.

- Pace.
- Not a virgin, Xavier.

It's okay. Continue.

It's just,
everything up there's gone.

This shit's not normal.

I think it might mean a lot to people
to hear their president say so.

Sir.

I like that. I like him.

Yep, okay.

Thanks for the advice, sir.

I don't know about
you, but I'd fuck him.

You sure you're up for this?

Yeah, yeah. No,
I'm... I'm, uh...

I'm fine. I just, uh...

I remember how much my dad
loved this carnival, you know.

Reminding everyone that
there can be joy down here

like there was up there.

Whatever he used
to say. But, um...

it just feels wrong, you know?

Playing crappy '80s songs

and going on cheesy
rides and fucking around.

- Especially after...
- You're not fucking around.

You're making music for people.
People who live in a cave.

And you're giving
them joy and shit.

- Joy and shit?
- Hey, joy and shit's not nothing.

Don't underestimate
joy and shit.

It is pretty fucking
weird though.

Boss. What are you doing here?

Jane, hey.

I was, uh, just dealing
with some paperwork

before the carnival.

Oh yeah, you and me both.

Jane, I know you're
close with Billy.

I know you're... really close.

What? No, I mean,
we're friends but...

Jane.

Have you noticed him
seeming a little off?

Not really.

I mean, maybe he's been
a little distracted,

and he's usually way more
excited about the carnival.

Right? You wouldn't
suspect that about him,

being that into kiddie rides,
and cotton candy, and stuff.

He's a complicated man.

I mean, if you're into
that kind of thing.

Anyway, it's a holiday.

- Go celebrate.
- Yes.

- I'll see you there.
- Alright.

The Hemingway daiquiri, my
two-month specialty cocktail.

The real deal.

Be careful, gentlemen. Those
things will put you under the table.

They can put 'em back,
babe. You'd be impressed.

I'm a hard
girl to impress.

Don't I know it.

You good, boss?

Yeah.

Two months.

We've been down here
for two months, Billy.

It's, uh, normalizing.

Mm.

I think it's the normal stuff
that makes me the most sad.

A bartender kissing his wife,
drink at a bar with a friend.

And for a second, I forget.

I forget what I've lost.

- You called me friend.
- Oh, fuck you.

I don't know, man.

That world, the old one...

it just started kicking
the shit out of me

at a pretty young age.

And so, I guess I just started
kicking the shit out of it right back.

And there's some things
that I've seen, X,

some things that
I've done that...

I don't know if you'd be sitting
here with me if you knew.

And so, I don't wanna sound
like an asshole, but...

everything down here that's good and
everything down here that's normal...

just kinda makes me feel normal.

Just makes me feel good.

Just never had any of
that in the old world

that kicked my ass before
it taught me the alphabet.

Never had a drink with
a friend at a bar.

Just couldn't find one.

- No bars in your town?
- Yes, exactly.

You should come over sometime.

Meet the kids, have
dinner with the family.

You know, since
we're officially...

- Best friends?
- I didn't say "best."

- You kind of did with your face though.
- Oh.

What do I wear?

I brought Pinot 'cause
it sounded the funniest.

You look insane.

Hey, kids.

Got someone for you to meet.

Oh, fuck. They're smaller
than I thought they'd be.

- Sorry.
- Uh-huh. This is Billy.

He's never seen children before.

That's... that's not true.

Hey, nice to meet you
guys. I'm... I'm Billy.

I'm your dad's new best friend.

So, you can call me Uncle Billy
if you want, or... or not.

This is going well, I think.

I kinda regret dropping down
to one knee, but here we are.

This is a song by a band that
my dad loved called Poison.

Um... "Greatest
ballad of all time."

His words, not mine.

So, uh...

...thanks to a good
friend for pushing me to do this.

♪ We both
lie close together ♪

♪ In the dead of night ♪

♪ Although we both
lie silently still ♪

♪ We feel miles apart inside ♪

♪ Was it something I
said or something I did ♪

♪ Did my words not
come out right ♪

♪ Though I tried
not to hurt you ♪

♪ Though I tried, but I
guess that's why they say ♪

♪ That every rose
has its thorn ♪

Okay, help me put this list
in order of importance.

- Okay.
- Eat funnel cake...

- Yeah.
- Ride the rides,

and get matching fake tattoos.

Oh, and sparklers.

You know what? Sparklers
come at the end of the day.

We can save that for
later once it gets dark.

You love this shit, huh?

So do you, don't play.

- Mm-hmm.
- We need to talk.

Just you, Pace, not
your video game partner.

- What, here?
- No, on the moon.

The fuck are you wearing?

My carnival outfit?

I'm off duty.

Your pal Xavier's on
Sinatra's radar now.

It's not a radar you
wanna be on. Let's go.

I mean, it's
just a Ferris wheel.

It's gotta be one of the
safest rides there is.

Definitely.

Just
statistically speaking,

those idiots twirling all
around in that spinning thing

are in a much more
dangerous situation, right?

Hey, man, let me know if you
see your Uncle Billy, okay?

You know what, actually, bud?
Let's... let's go this way.

Wait, right to it?

No warm-up ride?

No candy apple?

I... I really think I
should go pee first.

I... I definitely should go number
one before we hit the ride, Dad.

Mm-hmm.

Dad, I seriously
have to go the bath...

- Dad!
- Yeah?

- Come on, let's go to the bathroom.
- Let's go, let's go. Come on, come on.

Hey, what's up? I was
looking for your dad.

Who's the asshole? You
want me to break his arm?

It's the president's kid, isn't
it? With the annoying hair?

- His hair isn't annoying.
- Oh, it so is.

How'd you notice?

Mm, because noticing things
is what I do for a living.

And besides, you two couldn't
be more obvious if you tried.

Oh yeah, like you and
Jane aren't so obvious.

You noticed?

Noticing things is
what I do for a living.

Okay, don't be an asshole.

Alright, you like this kid?

- Yeah.
- And he likes you?

I don't know, I feel like I'm
just stuck in the friend zone.

Of course, he does.
Presley, look at me.

So, one night, Jane and
I were on duty together,

and it's like 3:30
in the morning.

- Mario Kart?
- Wii Punch-Out.

This was before you started
coming over for game night,

which, by the way, is
not a secret anymore,

and I'm kind of in deep shit, so
don't say anything to your dad.

Anyway, a ways back, me and
Jane, playing Wii Punch-Out,

and things started to get
kind of intense, you know?

Like physical.

And I've been with
women before, obviously,

in the way that men can
get with women, if you...

- Dude.
- Okay, sorry.

But I never once in my entire
life told a woman that I like her.

So, there we are, and
we're playing Punch-Out.

And I just said, fuck it.

The world blew up. What
am I scared of, right?

So, I said, "Look, babe,
I think you like me,

"and I think I like you.

In fact, you knock me out."

And that was that.

"You knock me out"?

Yeah, 'cause we were playing Punch-Out,
so that's just what came out.

You know what? Shut up, it worked.

The point is, go tell the
douchebag you like him.

Never hesitate. Shoot your shot.

Oh, shit!

You see that?

I was just doing that to be
cool, but I fuckin' nailed it.

Thanks, man.

Hey, the offer to break his
arm is still on the table.

Appreciate it.

Hey, you seen your dad?

- No.
- Alright.

Uh, maybe we should hit
the dump tank first.

My math teacher's in
there, so I'm motivated.

James, the time has
come to face your fears.

I promise I'll be with you
every step of the way, okay?

Oh, she's headed right over.

- Doct... Gabriela, hey.
- Hi.

How are you? It's
nice to see you.

Mm-hmm.

I was looking for you. Um...

Alright, just breathe,
buddy, you got this.

- Hi.
- Hi.

James, this is my
friend, Gabriela.

- Gabriela, this is James.
- It's a pleasure, James.

It's a pleasure, Gabriela.

Give us a sec, bud.

Uh, listen,

last night was great.

Better than great, actually.

- But I'm not in a place where...
- Okay, let me just stop you right there,

because if this gets any more
romantic, my heart won't go on.

Last night was great,

and maybe we'll do it again
sometime, or maybe not.

But I was gonna ask if you've
had a chance to talk to him.

Um, not yet.

- I'm trying.
- You could try harder.

I just saw him in
the funnel cake line.

Hey, Gabriela's gonna stay
with you for a minute, okay, J?

- I promise, I'll be quick.
- I'm in zero rush.

Mr. President, you're
becoming a regular here.

You should at least allow
us to secure the area.

It's month three in an
underground city with no weapons.

Someone gonna flick me to
death with a cocktail straw?

Oh, Jesus Christ,
it's so depressing.

I mean, you think some people
would be happy we made it.

Hey, scary Billy Pace,
what's up everyone's ass?

No idea, sir. Personally,
I'm happy as a pig in shit.

He's not, though.

He lost someone.

Ready for another
drink, Mr. President?

Yeah, you know what? Why
don't you just keep 'em coming

till I say stop?

Wait, you work for me, don't you?
You're one of the scientists.

It's my husband's bar.
Help out when it gets busy.

Well, that is really
goddamn sweet.

That's exactly what I'm
talking about right there.

So, that's it then?

Everyone lost someone,
no way to fix it?

Hmm?

It's the not knowing, sir.

The not knowing? You
talking about up there?

'Cause we know.
Trust me, we know.

I mean, you say it's
all gone, but we...

Billy, it is gone.

We have no communication,
it's all fried.

Any gauge readings show limited
signs of viable life, at best.

Anything that's left out there is fighting
to survive, desperate and starving.

Yeah, but could
people have survived?

Could somebody's somebody
be okay up there?

It's the not knowing.

Which is what I fuckin' said.

The not knowing.

Six months ago,
our lives changed forever.

All major communication
with the surface was lost,

and any meager information
we've been able to obtain

tells us the world outside is
simply no longer survivable.

And yet, I know each
and every one of us

has this voice in our
heads, saying, "Maybe."

That's why we're sending
these four brave explorers

into the unknown to assess it,

to get answers, and bring
them safely back to us.

Now, they may not tell
us what we wanna hear,

but you have my word as your
president, it will be the truth.

I owe
you nothing less.

You think they'll find
anything? I mean, like, people?

I don't know, baby.

- You have to stop.
- Not here.

You gotta stop.

- These people are not playing.
- What people?

- Sinatra?
- Listen to me,

I need you to trust me on this.

You need to back the
fuck off like right now.

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Come on.

You're sitting in a dark room
and you're reading up on me.

- Cut the shit, okay?
- Oh, you want me to cut the shit?

Why'd you tell me you were at
work when you were still at home?

- When?
- This morning.

You know... fuck it.

Jane was over, and I didn't
want you to know we're together.

You think I don't know? Billy,
it couldn't be more obvious.

Wait, how the fuck do you know
what I was doing this morning?

What are you, staking me out?

Did you stop the security
cameras the night of the murder?

I explained this to Robinson
already, man. Jane and I...

What the fuck did you do,
Billy? Did you kill him?

Did you fucking kill him?
Who put you up to it?

Are you seriously asking
me that right now?

- Fuck you.
- He told people

to watch out for you, Billy,
right before he was killed.

- So, just tell me the truth.
- How do you even think that about me?

I took you in, man.

I brought you into my home
and I know nothing about you.

- I let you around my kids, man.
- Your kids...

your kids are my
fuckin' world, man!

I'm following 'em around, making
sure nobody gets anywhere near 'em.

Jesus Christ, X, you
guys are the only thing

in this fuckin' place that
fuckin' matters to me.

You know that! Fuck this!

Going
down, going down!

How'd it go?

It's not him.

Xavier, I know
it's hard to admit

- that a friend...
- It's not him.

So, why would Cal
tell me that it was?

I don't know.

It's pretty empty tonight.

One of the slowest
nights of the year.

All those families out there
acting all... carnivally.

It's gotta be a
tough day for you.

Well, every day's a
tough day without her.

I begged her not to go.

Fuckin' suicide mission.

But she had
to see what was out there.

She had to see for herself
and everybody else.

"There's
no stopping her."

That's what I told everyone.

Found some other
fool to take her damn spot.

I should
have stopped her.

I gotta go.

Close you out?

Yeah, put it on
the platinum card.

Will do.

They need to know.

It's not what we
thought. There's life.

The air. You can breathe...

I've done everything
you've ever asked of me.

I know, you have.

I was starting over, I had a new
life, and you sent me out there.

Sent me out there to kill those
people, keep everybody scared,

so they'd give up
hope of ever leaving.

You're spinning, Billy.
Come on now, sit down.

This isn't the life
I planned for myself.

I ran an internet
company, cloud storage.

Took pottery classes
on the weekends.

I made an ashtray, used to put
my wedding ring in it at night.

I don't know if you noticed,

but it's not exactly the
Ritz up there, Billy.

Conditions, even if they're
technically livable,

they're not hospitable.

And by not hospitable, I
mean a third world planet

where anyone left is most
definitely tearing each other apart

for the scarcest of
resources right now.

The best place to be,
if you want anything

remotely resembling a
decent life on Earth,

is right here...

where we are.

And that's worth protecting.

These people are
worth protecting.

And that's why folks like you and me are
forced to do the hard thing sometimes.

You didn't do shit. You sent me.

But you're the monster.

I'm not a monster, Billy.

I promise.

I'm a wife.

I'm a mom.

Have I ever told you what
happened with my son?

I don't give a fuck what
happened to your son.

I didn't
ask any questions.

I didn't cause you any problems.

But you're gonna leave
Xavier Collins be...

or we're gonna have a problem.

- Is that so?
- That's so.

Okay, so...

just making sure
I'm getting this.

You're giving me orders now?

Yeah, that's right.

That's odd though, because
last time I checked,

giving orders was
my job, not yours.

Do you wanna know what
your job is, William Pace?

Juvenile delinquent,
convicted murderer.

Highly paid mercenary.

You're a killer.

That's all you are.

That's all you have to offer the world.
It's all you've ever had to offer.

And it's all you offer
to me now down here.

That's why you were spared.

One of the 25,000 people
lucky enough to be spared,

and then protected by me.

So, you're gonna shut the fuck
up, and you're gonna apologize

for marching in here
without an appointment.

And then, you're gonna
wait for the next time

I tell you I need someone dead.

Or I'm gonna take
away every good thing

you mistakenly think
you've earned down here.

I'll take it all away.

Hm.

I'll take her away, Billy.

And I'll do it without so
much as blinking an eye.

I don't know what you
did to the president.

I don't wanna know.

But Xavier and the kids?

That's my family.

Do not fuck with them.

You think you're
the only person here

who knows how to shoot a gun?

You think
you're the only killer

I brought down
here just in case?

You gonna send somebody for me?

You better make sure it's the
biggest motherfucker you got.

Alright, slim,
show me something.

You're going left, you're going right.

- Ah. Ahh! Close.
- Ohh!

- Almost.
- Oh. So close.

So...

Looks like you got
a new friend, huh?

And here
he goes again.

I could say the same for you.

Guess things are changing, yeah?

Yeah.

- Yes!
- Well, we can't only be sad forever.

Can't we try?

Haven't we been?

Hey, Uncle
Billy, watch this.

Make it rain, baby.

- Yeah!
- That's what I'm talking about.

Alright, guys, got something for you.

Yeah, alright.

- Look at that.
- Alright, here you go.

And don't tell your dad.

Whoa-ho-ho.

Here, man, take one of these.

I'm good. Save it for the kids.

No, take one. Come talk to me.

- Here we go.
- J...

...A-M...

I didn't kill the prez,
man, you gotta believe that.

I do.

But...

there's some things you
should know about me,

about the things
I've done that...

I think might have to do with
what happened to our guy.

- What things, man?
- Just listen, man.

I've seen some shit
in my fucked-up life,

and I've met some of the scariest
bastards you could ever not wanna meet.

But this Sinatra,
she's a killer, X.

Cold-blooded.

- And I done some things.
- One, two...

- I've done some things for her.
- Three!

- Billy, what?
- Uh-oh, mine's about to stop!

No! No!

Look, tomorrow, okay?

I'll tell you everything,
I swear to God.

I just... if it's
okay with you...

just wanna be Uncle Billy
just one more night.

- Okay?
- Okay.

- Thanks, man.
- Hey, Uncle Billy.

Yeah.

Thanks for the advice earlier.

Ohh.

- How'd it go?
- I shot my shot.

I knew you would, shooter.

- Mm, mm, mm!
- I'm proud of you.

Hey, man, what kind of terrible
advice you giving my daughter?

Oh man, nothing.
No, I was just...

I was telling her about
that friend of ours.

- What friend is that?
- You know, that one lady.

Um, what was her name?

- Hm?
- From the Christmas party.

Wasn't it Nunya?

- Wasn't it Nunya?
- I think it was.

- What was her name?
- What was...

Nunya, sweetest lady,
bakes those nice pies.

Oh, that's right. Nunya Business.

Hey, I love you guys.

Love you too!

- Happy carnival!
- Give me that ball, bruh.

Hit me, hit me.

Yeah!

Babe, I'm home.

Hey.

I know today didn't go
how you wanted it to.

We didn't get fake tattoos.

We didn't do any rides. We didn't
even get a single sparkler.

God, I am so easy to please.

All those years of my
parents denying me affection

really worked out
well for you, huh?

I'm grateful to them
every single day.

♪ We feel miles apart inside ♪

- You gonna finish that?
- No, all you.

Sweet.

Oh my God, what a fucking day.

♪ Though I tried not to
hurt you, though I tried ♪

Not a holiday for me, man.
I can tell you that much.

- Throw it to me. Throw it to me!
- Alright, go.

- Let's go!
- Yeah! Superman!

I did get to give Presley some
good advice though on that.

It just feels important
'cause she's growing up so...

♪ It's a sad, sad song ♪

Let me see it.

Ohh!

♪ I listen to our favorite
song playing on the radio ♪

♪ Hear the DJ say
love's a game ♪

♪ Of easy come and easy go ♪

♪ But I wonder does he know ♪

♪ Has he ever felt like this ♪

♪ And I know that you'd
be here right now ♪

♪ If I coulda let
you know somehow ♪

♪ I know I could have
saved a love that night ♪

You told her to send the
biggest motherfucker she had.

♪ Instead of making love ♪

I'm it, baby.

♪ We made our separate ways ♪

♪ And now I hear you
found somebody new ♪

♪ And that I never
meant that much to you ♪

♪ To hear that
tears me up inside ♪

♪ And to see you cuts me
like a knife, I guess ♪

♪ Every rose has its thorn ♪

♪ Just like every
night has its dawn ♪

♪ Just like every cowboy ♪

♪ Sings a sad, sad song ♪

♪ Every rose has its thorn ♪

Bring in cloud
cover. We need somber.

Copy that.

Let's face it.

He was unraveling
those last few weeks.

People need to know. I'm
gonna tell them the truth.

- No, you're not.
- I'm the president!

- Billy!
- Uncle Billy's gone?

This is real?

First Cal, then Billy.

So what are we gonna do? Sit
here and drink our feelings?

Or... we take her down.

The biggest secret is
right under your nose.