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Previously on Future Man:

I'm gonna run this through

every DNA database
in the world.

I'm coming for you.

Okay, this is my life.

Leave me the fuck alone.

We got three bio slags

and an asset to interrogate.

The kill team is going
to descend upon this house.

They will hunt you down
and find you,

no matter where you are.

All right, we use
our last jump,

we go back,
we kill baby Kronish.

That is the new mission.

Absolutely not,
you cannot kill a baby.

You just find out when
and where Kronish was born,

we'll take care of the rest.

Consider your savior
duties complete, Future Man.

What's happening?

Feels like my dick's
getting ripped!

Oh, shit.

What was that?

Why are you looking
at me like that?

Where's your scar?

Huh?

Whoa.

Oh, it's on your arm!

Oh God.

*

Where's mine?

Ah, what the?

*

It's the Cameronium.

It's unstable
in its raw form.

Our bodies got
scrambled in the jump.

Oh, was that all?

You had a rough 10 minutes.

First you die,
and then this.

Let's just say
you're initiated.

Really?

*

All right.

Let's hop to it.

*

Wait, wait, wait, stop.

What?

Holy shit, this dick is huge!

-Ah, it's so hairy.

That is a pathetic cock.

It's lacking its warrior's mane.

Oh my God, the girth.

Give me back my dick,
you fucking cock pirate.

Go fire up the TTD,
we gotta jump again.

No, we are not jumping again.

Well, that's easy
for you to say,

you still got your vag.

-Yeah, we're good.

No, we're not--
it's too dangerous.

I mean, what could be next,
our hearts, our brains?

Don't care.
I want my dick back.

How do you walk
with this thing?

Oh!

So that's what
corpses smell like.

What a waste of deviled eggs.

Anyone else not in
the mood to chop bodies up?

No.

*

We've come a long way.

Almost there,
just one more mission.

Get us that date,
we'll take care of the rest.

I just can't believe it
still comes down to this.

Hey, remember,

you're not killing a baby.

We're killing a baby.

It's a first for me.

Yeah, that doesn't really help.

I mean, people
throw terms around,

like "for the greater good,"

but I just feel
sick to my stomach.

That probably means
your humanity's intact.

Congratulations.

* Just a little more
time could open

closing doors *

*

* Just a little uncertainty

can bring you down *

*

* Nobody wants
to know you now *

* And nobody wants
to show you how *

* So if you're lost
and on your own *

* You can never surrender

* And if your path
won't lead you home *

* You can never surrender

Wise words from Corey Hart.

We'd all do well
to heed them.

You're not
bringing anything?

Intense focus,

sense of purpose,

shutter blade.

Why do you need that?

Moruga scorpion?

It's only the world's
spiciest chili powder.

Don't eat it if
you're not interested

in shitting blood.

Man, when you're in a jam,

a pinch of this will
save the dish.

Okay, we're not here
to pleasure scavenge.

Return this junk to Gabe.

That's my keep sack.

That's my return sack.

We're not keeping anything.

Okay, these things,
they're not our things,

and as much as you
might want them to be,

these people,
they're not our people.

I--I just wanna
bring my cookbook.

The only thing
we're bringing back

is our team.

It's a mistake to think
we have any connection

to this time.

Dump it out.

*

The future we're
going back to, Wolf,

it is going to have
all this and more.

Imagine plump cats,
not just on Festivus,

but every meal.

Okay, different pairs of socks
for each day of the week.

Water the color
of fresh tea.

Electricity.

After we kill this baby,

the only thing you're ever
gonna have to kill again

is rampaging alligators,
and it will not

be for survival,

it'll be for sport.

Okay?

Grab your return sack
and let's go.

*

*

Hey, Dr. Kronish.

Futterman, what are
you doing here?

Working.

Oh, I gave everyone
the week off.

Thanks to our holiday
party debacle,

half the office
is still hospitalized.

Oh.

Are you okay?

Stu is suing me
for wrongful termination,

Marigold's got me
sleeping on the couch,

and to top it off,

my house is in the path
of the Loma Linda Fire.

The what?

Where did it go
wrong, Futterman?

It's all gonna
be over soon.

Not soon enough.

Well, it might be hard
for you to understand,

you're a young man.

What is our age difference?

I'm 23 and you're...

Too old for this shit.

I was like you once,

full of hopes and dreams.

I was quite a dancer
back in the day.

You don't say?

That dancing, where--
where would you say

you picked that up?

-On the streets of--
-Hard knocks.

Hard knocks California
or like hard knocks Chicago.

Hawthorne, born and raised.

But I--I gave up
on the dancing,

gave up on a lot of things.

I was in love once.

Many, many years ago.

-No.

That is, as it's
always been,

a loveless relationship.

I'm pretty sure
she cheated on me.

And I too was tempted
by the fruit of another.

Leslie.

*

Sweet, sweet Leslie.

*

That boat was Leslie's
36th birthday present to me.

And with it came an offer
to sail away into a new life.

*

We were to set sail that day.

So your birthday, that--
was that the summertime?

I mean, you don't really embark

on a journey like
that during the winter.

June 24th, but you're
missing the point.

I could've had a little
scuba shop in the Seychelles,

living a quiet life.

You ever taste conch
fritter, Futterman?

Woo, God damn delicious.

Well, you can
still enjoy those.

You can't get
good conch in L.A.

*

And you definitely
can't find Leslie.

*

Why didn't I listen
to my heart?

*

Now I'm just a 68-year-old
quilt of regret,

stitched together with
herpes and inertia.

*

Ah, I'm just wallowing.

Tomorrow, back to work.

Can I take a photo with you?

If it's for the World's
Greatest Boss mug, then yes.

Thank you, it's a keepsake.

Oh, another one,
but--but goofy.

-It'll cheer us both up.
-Okay.

*

This blaze started
at the Griffith Park area

and has quickly
jumped around

threatening homes
and neighborhoods.

A spokesman for the LAFD
said the cause of the blaze

is unknown at the time,

but they hope to have
further information

later today.

Mayor Garcetti
is scheduled

to have a press
conference at 3:00pm...

Gabe, Gabe...

have you been attacked?

They took her.

They took my cupcake.

Said there was a murder,

something about a cop
in 1969, some drug dealers,

it didn't make any sense.

-The cops!

They said they had her DNA,

some DNA test she took,
it all happened so fast.

*

Okay.

All right, Dad,
I'm gonna ask you

a very important
question, all right?

*

How good looking
were the cops?

What?!

Like, were they hot or not?

On a scale of 1 to 10,

were they a 9 or higher?

I don't know, it's kinda
tough for me to gauge.

Okay, um...

Okay, who's the hottest
person you can think of?

Your mother.

*

Okay, Dad,

Mom isn't here right now,

you can be honest with me.

Your mother is a 10.

She's a 6 at best!

You take that back.

Dad, Dad, you--listen to me,

okay, listen to me.

Now, tell me,
were the cops hot or not?

I don't know, maybe one
of them had a certain

way about them.

*

It had to be Biotics.

Guys, Jerry said
a strike team was coming.

And now they've
taken my mom as bait!

-It's not Biotics.
-It could be.

For all we know
she's dead.

It's okay, Gabe!

You just have
to replace her.

Perhaps with Wanda!

I don't want
to replace her.

She gives great blow jobs.

Guys, my mom is gone,

and I'm responsible for that.

Okay, if we can't
get her back,

if something happens
to her, that's--

that's all my fault!

I can't live with myself.

We have to rescue Diane.

-Look around.

They welcomed us
into their family,

and we are just
tearing it apart.

What happened to
forgetting these people

and getting back
to Festivus cats

and sport gators?

Give us the date.

If Biotics have Diane,
the last thing we wanna do

is walk into that trap.

-Give me the date.
-No, no!

*

I'll cut it out
of your stomach.

Wolf, stop.

Fuck.

I couldn't swallow it.

We're going to rescue Diane.

Whether it's police
or it's Biotics,

we are not leaving her behind,

and that is the true
meaning of Festivus.

*

What?

Let me tell you a little
story about a girl

named Diane, Diane.

It was the '60s.

A lot of ideas in the air.

Some people wanted
to create a great society,

some wanted to watch it burn.

I was in the Peace Corps.

Which is exactly
where you learned

to hate black people.

In South America?

Fine, Latinos!

People with names
like, I don't know,

Jorge Santiago.

Jorge was your partner,
the one you lost?

And how would you know that?

Well, you've mentioned
it several times.

I don't even think you
know you're doing it.

I'm gonna keep doing it
until you help me add up

one plus one!

'Cause I keep
coming up with three!

*

You've aged magnificently,
by the way.

Well, that's not me.

Tell that to the DNA
you left at the meth lab.

It matches perfectly
to the DNA

that you submitted to DN-Yay.

DN

Well, I never did a test.

Don't lie to me, Diane.

I've spent 48 years
waiting for a slip.

And, boy, did you hit
the banana peel.

Why don't we both just
take a nice, deep breath.

I know it must be
incredibly frustrating

trying to make sense
of your partner's death,

but this is all
a big mistake.

DNA don't lie.

What's in this, huh?

Are you looking for someone?

Protecting someone?

Rita in San Bernardino?

Gavin in Prescott, Arizona?

Why do the test when
you know you're on

the FBI's Most Wanted list?

You may want to, uh,
pump the brakes, Detective.

*

Excuse me.

I ran the cheek swab
and it doesn't match.

Impossible!

*

Run it again.

DNA don't lie.

*

Okay, guys, let's go
get Mom back.

-Dead or alive.
-No, Corey, alive.

Shouldn't I just
call a lawyer?

Dad, look, things in there

might get a little
bit hairy, okay?

Why don't you just
stay out here

and keep the car running?

What are you talking about?

All right, guys...

time to get ready for
the fight of our lives.

Joshy!

Oh, you all came.

Oh my God, cupcake,
I thought I'd lost you.

I'm never letting go again.

What has gotten into
the three of you?

What are you mixed up in?

They have got sketches
of all of you in there,

and they've got your
DNA test results

and a whole list
of your relatives.

This is--this is
my fault, Diane, okay?

But you don't have to worry,
because after today,

you're not gonna
see us ever again.

Neither is your son.

Well, that's a bit extreme.

I mean, I was just
telling you all of this

'cause I care about you.

I know you do.

I do too.

Let's--let's get
out of here, go home.

Just give us a second.

Diane's secure.

Now, how about that date?

*

Guess this is goodbye.

Yup.

*

Who would've thought
that three years ago

when I walked into
that video game store

and I saw Biotic Wars
there on the shelf

and I took it home
and I starting playing--

What are you--
what are you doing?

I was building up for,
like, a heartfelt farewell.

You know what,
to be honest, Future Man,

where we come from,
if you show up you're alive,

if you don't, you're dead.

Hellos and goodbyes,
they kinda went

the way of hygiene.

I guess that's kinda consistent
with your whole deal.

*

For you, we're gonna
make this quick.

Execution style.

Little baby Kronish,
he's not gonna see it coming.

*

-Bye.
-All right.

*

So, who wants Blizzards?

This isn't a Blizzard
moment, honey.

*

Hey, Gabe.

Meeting you has been good,

which makes it
hard to say goodbye.

I care about you.

Really?

Cock pirate.

What a nice young man.

*

So, you wanna tell us
what's going on?

Yeah.

You know, but first, Mom,
I need to apologize to you.

I was so unfair with
you the other night,

and you did not deserve that.

Oh, honey.

You never rebelled as a kid,

so it's about time
you told your parents

to fuck off.

I punched my dad
when he tried

to get me to enlist.

I had no quarrel
with the Viet Cong.

-No quarrel!
-Hmm.

But I am concerned
about the meth lab.

-Yeah.

Someone's out of the loop.

*

Look who's pleasure
scavenging now.

You took a DNA test?

It was a moment of weakness.

You lecture me
about chili powder!

Tell me these
aren't our people.

Who are you looking for?

What are you looking for?

No more questions!

That's an order.

You're a fucking hypocrite.

I'm not the one
who threw the mine

that killed the cop.

I didn't break
the gas station

attendant's fingers
bringing the biker gang

to the frat house,
which led to a riot.

I didn't do all the meth,

and then shoot up
drug dealers in the lab.

You shot up some of them!

Okay. We both shot up
the drug dealers.

*

Ho-ly shit.

It's time to put
those demons to bed.

*

Impossible.

*

Just when I thought
I was out,

the fax machine
pulls me back in.

You know, I just--
I thought I was

doing the right thing, and...

now I don't even know
what that is anymore.

Joshy, do you know what's
so special about you?

You never give up
on anything.

You're a fighter!

And on top of that,
you are good.

You're the most loving boy
a parent could ever wish for.

Whatever you're going
through right now,

just lead with that, okay?

Follow your heart.

You're right.

You're
right.

It's time for me
to be strong.

What?

*

If I'm gonna be home
after 11:00, I'll text.

Good.

You are not gonna
believe what I just saw.

You give me shit for
taking this much pleasure

from this world.

And behind my back,

you're trying
to become part of it?

*

Speak of the demons.

*

*

*

*

Tiger!

Wolf!

*

I knew it.

*

Now, that's a 10.

*

Shit.

*

*

*

What are you doing here?

What are you guys doing here?

Yeah, Tiger,
what are we doing here?

I thought--
why didn't you jump?

We got TTD JJ'd--
jump jammer.

The Biotics are
blocking our signal.

Wouldn't have happened if we
left when we were supposed to.

-Don't start with me.
-Oh, I'm gonna start.

Then there's gonna be
a middle, then an end.

-You're not gonna--
-Then you're gonna

think it's over,
then I'm gonna start again.

You are not gonna start again
'cause you're never gonna

-start to begin with.
-Already started.

-Guys!

I'm coming with you.

-Yes.

I wanna see this
thing to the end.

Not if we don't
get out of range.

Maybe if you, like,
move it a couple of inches.

*

A couple of inches
don't matter...

in terms of the TTD.

Hey, guys, we gotta move.

Don't move, don't move.

*

Guys, don't,
she can't see us.

No Biotics in the
police station, huh?

-I guess Tiger was wrong again.
-I wasn't wrong!

They probably just followed
us here from the house.

If you hadn't made me
return all my awesome stuff,

that wouldn't
have even happened.

Ugh!

*

*

-Heart stab.
-Neck plunge.

Great teamwork.

Guys, I saw a few
more out there.

Smoke wave only
bought us four minutes.

-Let's move.
-No.

We're keeping this
defensive position.

Tactical advantage.

Bullshit, it's hardly defensive.

We're outgunned and blind.

We're fucking
target practice.

Guys, I think you're both
in defensive positions.

Right, I didn't come
back here to watch you two

tear each other apart.

I already died
for you once,

I'm not doing it again.

Now, listen, I'm gonna
get us out of here

on my lead.

*

Once a janitor
always a janitor.

*

*

-You know how much it cost me

to get all that puke
out of this coat?

Two grand!

Stu, I don't really
have the time right now--

Shut up!

You ruined me.

You ruined my company,

and I'm going to ruin you.

If I don't get the truth,

I will cut you, Janitor.

-Jesus Christ.
-Start talking!

Stu, what--what the hell
happened to you?

You happened to me!

And now Stu
is gonna happen to you!

We don't have time
for this shit.

Ugh!

Sweet ride.

-I'm driving.
-No, I'm driving.

What, so we can see
cousin Sophie in Wichita?

Well, what do you wanna do,
go get the hamburgers

from the Burger King?

Hey, assholes.

Get in, I'm driving!

*

What the hell?

What's happening?

Whatever it is,
it's her fault.

Okay.

*

Shit, shit.

Run, run!

That's right,
you better run.

*

*

*

That's my caller!

*

We're running into a fire.

We're not.

We're running away
from Biotics.

Yeah, into a fire.

*

-Shit.
-God.

What the fuck is that?

It's microwire.

*

Moruga scorpion.

*

Holy shit.

Looks like you
saved the dish.

And the mission.

I got a knife!

*

Whoa.

That's not a knife.

That's a knife.

It's a sword.

You're under arrest
for the murder

of Jorge Santiago.

Oh, shit.

Fire's closing in, let's
get the fuck out of here.

*

Where did they go?

*

Where did they go?!

*

My dick.

Oh, cock pirate.

*

Fuck, that doesn't
get any easier.

God dammit.

Oh, that feels weird,
my foot feels weird.

Why does my foot feel weird?

*

Huh.

Why do I keep getting screwed?

Let's go, let's finish this.

Kill baby Kronish.

*

*

'40s were weird.

*

Wait a second.

All right, guys,
we have to decide something.

What kind of heroes
are we gonna be?

The kind who save
the world by killing a baby?

Or the kind that save
the world by sending

a man down a path
towards a better life?

*

Guys!

*

What have you done, Futterman?

There's a boat
leaving tonight,

and we're gonna make sure
Elias Kronish is on it.

*