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♪ Whoa oh oh ♪

♪ Whoa oh ♪

♪ La di da da da da ♪

♪ The encounter ♪

♪ Turn on the eight track but it's an Engelbert ♪

♪ To get her the mood ♪

♪ For the encounter ♪

♪ I trim my mustache ♪

♪ Blow dry my feathered mane ♪

♪ She's my lady, and I am her dude ♪

♪ At the encounter ♪

- I'm sorry, honey.

- I know.

Coffee?

- [John] Thank you.

- You are gonna do great today.

I am so proud of you.

Call me as soon as you get the good news.

- I will.

Goodbye.

- John.

- [Radio Voice] I want you to relax.

Breathe in deeply.

Breathe out fear.

Breathe in strength.

You're a strong individual.

You deserve success.

Breathe in strength.

Breathe out fear.

You can accomplish anything you put your mind to.

- Hey.

If you can't see my face--

yeah.

If you can't see my face,

you're looking in the wrong direction.

All right.

The company has announced the date of our IPO.

(group applauds)

With a little bit more enthusiasm, please.

(group applauds)

No, no, no, no, no, no.

March 15th, three days from now,

our little company will be doing big things,

trading in all the major markets in the world.

(group applauds)

Because of me.

- To our fearless leader, Greg.

To Gregory Duncan who we owe everything to.

(group applauds)

- And just as any great army has the guidance of a general,

we owe so much to the men who fight in the trenches.

He's to our captain, John Macbeth.

(group applauds)

(ominous music)

- [Jane] I'm really scared, love.

- [John] Look, you have never been pregnant before.

You don't know.

- Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Love, oh, God!

(doorbell rings)

- Janice!

- Jane.

- Yeah.

How are you?

- I'm well.

- I'm about ready to pop.

(Jane and Janet chuckle)

I thought you weren't home for a second.

I'm standing out here thinking,

I thought she was a stay at home wife or whatever.

Oh, my God, this heat though.

- Yes, it's--

- [Mary] So did you try the quiche?

- Oh!

- Yeah, how was it?

- It was--

- The texture, right?

I know. (laughs)

- Yeah, yeah.

I have it if you--

- [Mary] The dish?

- Yeah,

- Did you clean it out?

Oh, it's okay if you haven't.

You can bring it back whenever.

No, really. - I have it if you would,

right now. - No, so I was coming by

just to remind you of my bool club discussion tonight.

You know, the one I talked to you about

with my girls from work.

- Oh, sure.

- Great!

Well, consider this

your official welcome to the neighborhood.

We're reading Kerouac.

- Wow, that's wonderful.

- I know!

- Mm-hmm.

- So I expect you there, six p.m.

On the dot, Lady Macbeth.

- Yes.

- And bring that dish and conversation.

- Six.

- Okay.

- [Jane] All right.

- No, no, I understand.

I understand completely, but you gotta listen to me, Gains.

Gains, baby, listen to me, okay?

The numbers are solid, okay.

I'm talking they're borderline bulletproof.

Why don't you go get some champagne or something?

What, what?

Am I sure?

Am I sure?

Don't you trust me?

To trust me is to love me, and I know I love you.

Don't you love me?

I tell you what, I tell you what.

Here we go.

If the numbers come in the way I say they will,

you, Braddock and Hudlow, you gotta caddy for me

next time we hit the greens

in leather bikinis and six-inch heels.

But not Hudlow though,

'cause that shit would just be disgusting.

Okay.

We're still doing drinks in the new boat, yeah?

Okay, all right.

Let me go ahead and do that shit.

I mean, you know, the money's not gonna make itself.

All right, bye-bye.

- German?

- Yeah.

But it is what it is.

I do some working of my own.

So what can I do you for?

- Well, for one, I think we should keep the celebrating

to a minimum until the IPO actually goes through.

We have so many employees, so many different factors.

Too much chatter could affect the stock price.

- Look, you said the fundamentals are strong.

The people are excited.

Let 'em get excited, man.

Let them tweet a book to all their friends,

tell them how we're the next big thing.

- I am fairly certain

the SEC would disagree with that policy.

- Oh, shit.

I tell you what.

Look, let me worry about that, all right?

I wanna talk about something really, really important.

- Okay.

- Remember Jackie?

- No.

- The blonde that I brought by

like two weeks ago with the arthritis.

Well, actually, we thought they were big titties,

but when she took them off,

they looked like those African tribal titties.

We call the bitch flapjack.

We caught her stealing all the fucking paperclips

out of Margaret's office.

- Yes, yes.

- Anyway, this bitch just texted me

saying she wants to come by the office.

She'll do anything to get a little bit of that (squeaks)

on the fucking conference table.

She will such my dick from the back.

And I ain't never had nobody

suck my dick from the back before.

That shit might be worth a box of paperclips.

Feel me?

- Yeah.

- All right.

You can go.

- There's actually one other thing.

- What's that?

- Well, okay.

Since the IPO is going forward

and profits were 8% above expectations,

I'm wondering, can I tell my wife?

- Tell your wife what?

- At my review,

we discussed the progress that we made, the work I had done,

the Connor contracts which I put together.

- Hey, that was a team effort, John.

- At that meeting, I was told that if the IPO

did go through and the company were profitable,

that I would be made head of the international division

along with an increase in salary.

Can I tell my wife?

- I gotta be honest with you.

I went to the board.

Unfortunately, that's not gonna happen.

Look, look, look.

I went to bat for you.

Don't you trust me?

- Yeah.

- To trust me to love me, and I know I love you.

Don't you love me?

But with the secrecy involved and the government contracts

and the drone program, they just felt like leaving matters

with the international division was best in my hands.

But I tell you what.

I'm proud of you, and you should be proud of you.

With the work you did, removing the security cameras

and replacing it with that

neighbors watching neighbors policy,

that was genius.

That saved us all kinds of money,

made us look great to the board.

Gains, when I was on the phone, she said it.

She was like, "Dude, it's fucking awesome!"

And another thing too, about the salary increase.

Salaries are gonna be locked for like the next year.

Look, with things going on right now

and how shit is all shifty about the IPO, they wanna see

that we're a lean, mean profit-making machine, right?

So in order to do that, we can't do any superfluous spending

on salary increases and, you know, shit like that.

- But

you just bought the whole office champagne.

- Yeah.

Champagne is cheap, John.

But I gotta get this text back over to Jackie, so.

(doorbell rings)

- Jane, you came.

Oh.

You should have used my dish. (chuckles)

Ladies, this is Jane, my new neighbor.

She and her husband--

- [Woman] John.

- Yeah.

I took them the quiche to welcome them to the neighborhood.

- Oh, the quiche, you say.

- Yeah, to welcome them to the neighborhood. (chuckles)

So I thought she'd like to join us, so come in.

- A baby beanbag.

- Oh, what the hell is a baby beanbag?

- Just like what it sounds like, stupid.

(Alma laughs)

Oh, yeah, hee-hee-hee.

Laugh all you want, Alma, okay?

But it was super comfy.

And weren't it pretty nice, huh, Mary?

Pretty nice.

(Alicia laughs)

Whatever.

Whatever. - Okay.

Why doesn't anyone ever throw parties for us single ladies?

- [Jenny] Oh, what would we get you, condoms?

'Cause we know you don't use 'em.

- [Alicia] My vibrator's monogamous, honey.

But you never know.

If I met a man worth the bam, I might need them.

- What about you, Jan?

- [Mary] Jane.

- I'm sorry, Jane.

What about you?

- Yeah, are we gonna throw you

a book club meeting/baby shower any time soon?

- [Jenny] What would you like?

- Uh, I'm, I don't, um...

- [Mary] Oh, my God!

Jenny, did you see the new baby gift bag

that Andrea gave me?

- Which one?

- [Mary] Oh, I don't know which company it's from.

- [Jenny] No, which Andrea.

Andrea, I can't stand that bitch, Andrea?

Or Andrea booty doody?

- Booty doody?

- [Mary] What's booty do?

- Her stomach is so fat that it sticks out further--

- [Jenny And Alma] Than her booty do.

(group laughs)

- Hi.

Stephen?

- [Stephen] Yeah.

- Hi.

- Jane, right?

How's the book club thing working out for you?

- It's not. (laughs) (Stephen chuckles)

- [Jane] Please don't tell Mary I said that.

- Oh, no.

That's our little secret.

- You want a beer or something?

- Yes, sure.

It feels like a beer kind of day.

You're about to be a father, huh.

- Yeah.

- [Jane] Mm-hmm.

- Yes, I am, yep.

Yep.

Yep.

- [Alma] You can't go on maternity leave.

- Well, it's kinda too late now.

Thanks to my man here.

- Yeah.

- So that's where you got to, Jane.

I thought you had left for a second.

See, there's no reason to worry here.

Come in and help me serve these ravenous bitches.

- Bye, Jane.

- Another beer?

- I am, I'm fine.

Thank you.

(upbeat music)

- [Margaret] It's not the end of the world.

- Yeah, but maybe it's the end of this one, huh.

What am I gonna tell her, Margaret?

- She's gonna have to understand.

It's not your fault.

- That's not important.

We can't afford the house.

We were counting on the raise, and now,

damn it, you know. (chuckles)

- We're gonna get through this.

I mean, you're gonna get through it.

I'll see if there's something I can do to help.

- No, no, no, no.

I can't ask you to do that, all right?

This is my problem.

I'll deal.

(suspenseful music)

- Macbeth.

- Yeah?

- Clio.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Polly, Calliope and I have been hearing some rumors.

- Yeah?

Yeah, that you'll be running the company soon.

- Getting all the glory.

- Mm-hmm.

- Want me (mumbles).

- Probably not the kind of thing I need right now.

- Well, this is the only kind of thing you ever need.

(women laugh)

- Okay, okay, let's get you home.

- Oh, his home or yours?

He will get the glory,

but you won't be the woman by his side when he does.

- Nope.

- Sold out.

- Sold out down the river, river of red, red, red.

(women laugh)

- Let's go, Margaret.

- See you around. (laughs)

- Tell me what to do.

(static plays)

(horn honks)

Oh, shit!

- Ta-da!

Oh, my God!

What happened to you?

Aw.

The news of this coming out.

I mean, they can't help but give you

the promotion that they promised you.

You can't very well celebrate success

and not reward the people who caused it

and just thank you for (mumbles) about this house.

You were worried we weren't gonna be able to afford it.

- Jane.

- [Jane] We're gonna take that vacation

we've been planning for Scotland.

And I know it's (mumbles)-- - Jane.

Jane!

- Yes.

- You can.

You can celebrate success and not reward it.

There,

there is no promotion.

Fuck!

♪ Project sleep machine ♪

♪ The consequences, unclear ♪

- I'm sorry.

I'm sick of this world.

I'm sick of watching these corporate cunts succeed

while we beg for scraps,

while we eat shit.

- John, it'll be all right.

- Oh, really?

Will it be all right?

Tell me why.

Because we're good people?

Yeah.

And things,

things always magically work out for good people.

Good people get sodomized by this system, Jane.

The American dream, there it is.

It's what we see when we close our eyes

while we're biting our pillow. (mumbles)

- John.

- It's a goddamn world.

Tell me what to do.

Tell me what to do.

Tell me what to do.

Jane,

tell me.

What can I do?

Tell me what to do.

Tell me what to do.

- Shh.

What about the Japanese deal,

the one that just went away and cost the company 100,000?

John, what happened there?

- I guess I could always (mumbles).

We're going public. (mumbles)

- This world owes us.

- Whether it does or it doesn't,

I'm taking what's ours.

(child laughs)

(ominous music)

- Hi, Stephen.

Is Mary home?

I didn't realize last night was more of a baby shower thing,

so I brought this.

- Mary will be back in a couple.

I mean, if you wanna come in.

- Sure.

- Yeah.

I'm sorry.

You shouldn't have to see this.

It's just...

It's just that we're both housewives.

I mean, she doesn't even fuckin' see me.

She doesn't even fuckin' see me, you know.

- Stephen.

Stephen.

Stephen.

Stephen.

Stephen!

- [Stephen] I just want to--

- Stephen.

Stephen.

Stephen!

(alarm beeps)

Where were you?

Whoa, what happened to you?

Where were you?

No, don't sit there.

I just cleaned.

Go.

John.

What happened with Duncan?

- He's gone.

- What, on another damn vacation?

- [John] Double check some fitters for me.

- What are you looking for?

- Discrepancies.

- Kyoto?

You're looking to dig a grave for him.

I get it.

But at this rate, you're gonna have to dig two.

- It's the only play I've got.

I know that you leak sensitive information

to drive the stock price down

so you could buy it up privately.

The Kyoto deal, where we happened to lose 100 grand

that we paid upfront to a local company

to help us negotiate, a company that you happen to be

the primary shareholder.

Now, all those losses over the years, almost $1 million.

Now with our pathetic IPO,

that will let you buy what, 200,000 shares?

Maybe enough to make you the primary shareholder.

(John grunts)

- Yeah, big word.

Captain, captain, my captain.

Walking your fucking ass into my office

like you're the big swinging dick around this motherfucker,

a King Kong or something.

I'm King Kong, motherfucker!

I'm the big black swinging dick!

Get your fucking ass up!

So is that what it is, John, huh?

(Greg screams)

Oh, shit!

I'm King Kong's dick.

- Now then, seems about right.

- Really?

That's wonderful.

We can't,

we can't get everything that we want.

But if we try,

we get what we need.

And this is what we need, John.

John. (mumbles)

(ominous music)

(Jane clears her throat)

- Jane?

- I want to punish Stephen.

- Who?

- Mary, the neighbor, her husband.

- Why?

- He's scum, and he deserves it.

- What did he do?

- I want to hurt him.

You just did an amazing and difficult thing for our family.

Now it's my turn.

I want to show him that there are consequences.

- All right.

Wait for me.

- My man.

- Thanks, hon.

- Mm-hmm.

Hmm, here.

- Remember, wait for me.

- I'll try.

- Have a good day, honey.

(bluesy music)

- Wait for John.

♪ You find your eyes ran across my shadows ♪

♪ Rooms of stars rushed through my eyes ♪

- Wait for John.

♪ I came to you ♪

♪ I had a dream of all the things that I seem to dream ♪

♪ And I follow you over there, so ♪

- And you gave your word.

♪ She's a roller ♪

♪ She's a coaster ♪

♪ She's the stars and perfect daughter ♪

♪ If there's no room inside my heart ♪

♪ We'll cut some out of every part ♪

♪ To make room there for you ♪

(rock music instrumental)

- [Stephen] Hi, you've reached the Seytons.

We can't come to the phone right now,

so please leave a message.

- Hi, Stephen, Mary, it's Jane from next door.

I was calling,

I wanted to know what you thought of the--

- [Stephen] Jane?

Jane?

- Hi, Stephen.

- [Stephen] Mary and I love the toy.

- I was thinking about--

- Hang up and I'll see you up front.

- You Malcolm Duncan?

- Yeah.

- I need to talk to you about your uncle.

Have a seat.

♪ If there's no room inside my heart ♪

♪ We'll come some out of every part ♪

♪ To make room there for you ♪

(knocking on door)

♪ To make room there for you ♪

(knocking on door)

- Did you like it?

The pacifier.

- Oh.

Yeah, yeah.

We, I loved it.

Hey, what are we doing here?

- Nothing yet.

- Yeah, I was drunk.

- How about now?

- Are we really doing this?

- That's enough from you now.

- Oh.

Really?

Here.

This is my cellphone.

You don't have to call the house, huh.

- [Jane] Is she home?

- No, but she will be.

- What will she think about this,

about you coming on to me like this?

- Why would she have to know?

- Well, someone,

someone could show her the security feed

that's on us right now.

The footage from the security cam is being sent

to a security firm,

with a copy sent to me too, of course.

- Wait,

what?

- What's the matter, Stephen?

You don't like the idea of being watched,

that at any moment, your wife could find out

what you've been wanting to do with me?

- Yeah, fuck.

- This isn't the first time, is it?

No, it can't be, a big strapping man like you.

There are others.

Jenny?

Alma?

Alicia?

Your wife has to know.

Well, suspect at least.

You've got a baby on the way.

God, the baby.

You better have a damn good lawyer,

you know, self-sacrificing mother, high stress job,

supporting a family all by herself.

You should be out job hunting, building that resume.

You've got a family to support, for now.

- Tread lightly, Jane.

- I will tread however the fuck I want to, Stephen.

Would you look at the time.

You should be going.

Tell Mary I'll be over in a bit, okay?

Bye.

- Malcolm.

- Hey, John.

- Your uncle in yet?

- No, not yet.

He asked me to meet him here early and never showed.

There's a detective here though.

- Detective?

Why?

- I don't know.

Maybe about him.

The news is outside.

- Okay.

Okay.

Well, I got a lot of paperwork so--

- Want me to tell my Uncle Greg you stopped in to see him?

- Yeah, yeah, thanks.

Do that for me, appreciate it.

(phone rings)

- Who is it?

- It's just the phone company making sure I pay my bill.

- Okay.

My credit card is in my purse.

You can use it, honey.

I don't want you to miss a job opportunity

because of a disconnected

- All right.

Thanks, babe.

I'm almost finished up here. i'll be right in, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

- Yes?

- Hey, hon.

Cops are here.

- Well, that's to be expected, dear.

Did they say why?

- 'Cause we killed Duncan.

- [Jane] Did they tell you that's why they're there?

- No.

- Well, then why do you assume

that that's why they're there?

- Because we're being paranoid.

- You're being silly, dear.

Now I need you to still yourself

and be my confident, charming man.

- All right, hon.

I love you.

- I love you more.

- That's a whole lotta love.

It warms my heart.

Detective McDuff.

- John Macbeth.

- I know.

Photos in Duncan's office.

I put two and two together.

- Well, you are the detective, aren't you?

- That's right.

Mind if I grab a few words with you?

- [John] My office?

- Ladies first.

Nice headband, by the way.

(clock ticks)

(phone rings)

- [Mary] Is that the phone company again?

- Uh--

- [Mary] Was it?

- [McDuff] (mumbles) is not gonna make it foul play.

- I know money's not gonna make itself, right?

- Not last time I checked.

- [McDuff] Oh, and John, when that Margaret gets in,

can you do me a favor and have her give me a call?

- Absolutely.

- [McDuff] A Margaret called the LAPD last night

about a scuffle she overheard in the office.

- Yes?

- Hey, honey, it's me.

- Oh.

How did everything go?

No wrinkles then?

- Ah, there might be one itty bitty wrinkle,

but I'm taking care of it.

- That's my man.

- You don't wanna know what it is?

- I trust you to tell me everything I need to know.

- Okay.

Well, I might be a bit late.

- Okay.

Bye, hon.

- All right.

(suspenseful music)

- Hi, Stephen.

- Who is it?

Really, Stephen, bringing that bitch into my house,

my house!

Stephen told me everything.

Get out!

Get out!

(Mary screams)

- Mary!

No.

- Oh.

Is, is she--

- You did this.

- I was--

- You did this!

You did this.

- [Jane] No.

- Jane!

- [Jane] Oh, God.

- [Stephen] Jane!

Jane!

Jane.

(knocking on door)

- Are you headed out, Jo...

Mr. Macbeth?

- Yup, what do you need?

- Well, it's just--

- Spit it out!

- Who's steering the ship?

No one's seen Duncan, and there are rumors.

- Well, I don't know who's steering the ship,

but it's not me, all right?

- Not yet.

- [Stephen] Jane!

(banging on door)

Open the goddamn door, Jane!

- John, John, John!

(Stephen grunts)

- All right, look.

We've all heard the rumors about Duncan,

Gregory Duncan and Margaret Banquo.

But until they are confirmed, that's all they are, rumors.

And as to who's steering the ship,

it doesn't matter because we are the ship.

- [Stephen] Jane!

Jane!

- Go away!

- [Stephen] Jane!

- Go away!

- [Stephen] Open the door, you fucking cunt!

Jane!

- Go away!

- And the captains of our own futures and successes.

But I need you to stay the course,

for the Black Mist Corporation, yeah, for our shareholders,

but mostly for ourselves.

But I need business to continue as usual.

Can you do that for me?

- [Group] Yeah.

- Can you?

- [Group] Yes.

- As you were.

- All hail, Macbeth.

- [Women] All hail, Macbeth.

(phone rings)

- Jane?

Jane?

Jane?

(John screams)

- Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Oh, God, John. - Jesus, Jane.

- Oh, God!

Oh, God!

- [John] What happened?

What happened?

- He was just here.

- [John] Jane, Jane, Jane.

- He was just here. - Jane, what happened?

- He was just here.

- Who, who?

- Stephen, Stephen. - What?

(Jane screams)

(suspenseful music)

- My wife, my son are dead because of you.

Dead!

I'm gonna cut (mumbles).

- [John] Got him!

He's done!

I got him!

I got him!

He's done!

(Jane screams)

(Jane and John moan)

(upbeat music)

♪ We make money ♪

♪ I showed up ♪

♪ Fake mustaches ♪

♪ Now they gave me a squad ♪

♪ Go get ready to get down (mumbles) ♪

♪ Put the money in the bag (mumbles) ♪

(Jane laughs)

- Good boy.

We would get another one.

♪ Shots fired ♪

♪ We'll get there ♪

(Jane hums)

♪ Mama's little baby loves short'nin', short'nin', ♪

♪ Mama's little baby loves short'nin' bread ♪

♪ Two little children, lyin' in bed ♪

♪ One was sick and the other one's dead ♪

♪ Mama's little baby loves short'nin', short'nin', ♪

♪ Mama's little baby loves short'nin' bread ♪

♪ One was sick and the other one's dead ♪

(Jane hums)

♪ Short'nin', short'nin', ♪

♪ Mama's little baby loves short'nin' bread ♪

- [John] Someone's been a busy bee.

- Someone, hon.

Someone has been a busy bee.

- [John] Well, I should help.

Honey, honey, honey.

- [Jane] Hmm.

- It's not designed for that.

- This way, in case anyone finds the body,

there wouldn't be able fingerprints.

Next time, we'll do it better.

- Next time?

- Mm-hmm.

- Honey.

- [Jane] Hmm.

- Slow down.

- Mm-hmm.

- You are working far too hard.

Why don't you go clean up and I will take care of all this?

- I love you.

- I love you.

- Okay.

(crowd applauds)

- Help me.

Help me.

- How?

- [Mary] Can you call an ambulance?

- We can't do that.

- [Mary] What?

- Mary, I killed your husband.

It was self defense, but I'm not about to trust my life

in the hands of the American judicial system.

Am I right?

- So you're just gonna let me die, me and my baby?

- We didn't say that.

We just said that we're not gonna call for help.

- So what are you suggesting?

- Well, Jane tells me you're a nurse.

Is there a way we could induce labor?

- No!

No, are you out of your mind?

- Mary, your options are pretty limited, dear.

- The ultrasound showed him with his feet down,

ruling out any traditional childbirth.

The C-section is scheduled for next Thursday.

- C-section?

Do you think you could talk us through the procedure?

- And then what?

- And then hopefully, we'll be able to save your baby.

- You're sick.

You're sick!

- Mary, I'm being practical.

- Help!

- [Jane] If you'd like, we could leave,

come back and figure out something to do

with your corpse in the morning.

- She does seem like she wants to be left alone.

- But baby.

- Honey, it's her house.

- Mary--

- Maybe she's embarrassed.

- (mumbles) Get some rubbing alcohol,

some gauze and cotton pads.

- [John] On it.

- It all worked out perfectly, didn't it?

Oh, and something sharp for the incision.

- I know what it's for!

- So now what?

- Clean the incision area with the alcohol.

- I'll do that.

- And the blade.

And your hands!

- Right.

- [John] And now?

- You should administer pain meds.

- We can't do that.

You're supposed to be walking us through the procedure.

- Are you sure you can do this?

- Make a vertical incision from below the navel

to the pelvic bone about four inches in length.

- [John] Okay.

- If you're gonna do it, just fucking do it!

- She is under a lot of stress, hon.

Here.

- I'm sorry.

(Mary screams)

- And pull out my baby.

(Mary screams)

Shallower, shallower incision now.

Now get into the uterus horizontally and pull out my baby.

(Mary screams)

- Shh, shh, shh!

I am trying to concentrate here.

- Would you like me to hold her down?

(Mary screams)

- John, John, John, the blanket.

John.

(Mary screams)

John, John, the blanket, the blanket, the blanket.

- [Mary] Jane!

- [John] I got it, I got it.

- You got it?

- [John] I got it, I got it.

I got it.

- You have to clear, clear any obstruction.

- Okay, okay.

John, where's the knife?

- [John] Honey, I'm holding him.

- [Jane] John!

- [John] I can't get the knife.

I'm holding him!

(Mary screams)

- [John] It's our baby.

- Can I see him?

My baby.

He's my baby.

Can I see him?

- Shh.

- Just once.

- [Jane] Shh.

- You're a daddy.

(John laughs)

He's beautiful.

- My baby.

Can I see my baby?

My baby.

My baby.

- Mary, Mary.

Mary.

- I wanna see my son. - It's our baby now.

- I wanna see my baby.

- He's our son.

He's our beautiful little boy.

He's ours.

- You're keeping my baby?

- [Jane] He's ours.

- My son!

I wanna see my baby!

No!

No!

You should have left him in me!

No!

No!

No!

- Good morning, Mr. Macbeth.

- Lady Macbeth.

You know, you're right.

We can't always get what we want.

I guess we get what we need.

I love you.

- Oh, I love you more.

♪ Open up the door, the cave ♪

♪ So afraid you'll run away ♪

♪ Why ♪

(knocking on wall)

- [John] Yeah?

- Mr. Macbeth, the Chairman of the board is here to see you.

- Okay, man.

Send him in.

- Also, Margaret didn't show up again for work.

- You don't say.

Yes.

- Chairwoman Brenda Gains.

This is Malory Broddick and Gavin Hudlow.

- We've heard great things.

- Thank you.

- No, thank you for all your hard work.

- John, I have no idea what in fuck's sake is going on here.

The CEO leaves.

There's evidence of fraud, employees running to the media.

The last thing the board needs is more public bad news.

Don't judge.

Every dog should have a few fleas.

We've been trying to piece together what the hell happened.

And in talking with everyone, the only consistent thing

we've heard is that you seem to be the only one

who knows what the hell they're doing.

Don't thank me just yet.

We need you to take on Duncan's responsibilities,

clean up this mess and help the company look healthy again.

- Do you think you can do that?

- I believe I can.

- We'll give you an additional 25%,

and based on your performance, we'll go from there.

Sound good?

- Yeah, it sounds good.

- Good.

Real good.

(upbeat rock music)

♪ Big money ♪

♪ Sharp dive ♪

♪ Fake mustaches ♪

♪ now they give me a squad ♪

♪ Get ready get down ♪

♪ Into the river red ♪

♪ Put the money in the bag (mumbles) ♪

(knocking on door)

- Mr. Macbeth.

- Yeah, man.

- I don't know how to put this,

but I wanted to talk about my compensation.

My uncle, we never really

talked about salary.

He never gave me one.

He kinda just took care of my bills.

- Huh.

- He told me if I worked out,

that he would see about a more permanent position

at the company for me in six months.

- Your uncle isn't here anymore, Malcolm.

- I know,

but it's been six months.

I've worked really hard.

- Yeah, no, no.

You have, and I think you should keep it up.

Yeah, you know, keep working hard,

and in about six months, we'll see what we can do

and I'll get you a more permanent position.

- But I have bills, my student loans.

- That'll be taken care of with your hard work.

I hope you believe in yourself.

I believe in you, okay?

What?

Spit it out, man.

- But you just bought the whole office champagne.

- Champagne is cheap, man.

- Hi, honey.

- Hi.

- How was work?

- Conducive.

- Anything I should know about?

What are you gonna do, John?

What are you gonna do?

She knows everything.

She was there that night with Duncan.

She called the cops!

She can destroy everything, John!

What are you going--

- Did I ask for your fucking opinion?

- No, you did not.

- There are two paths, Jane.

One is easy.

That's its only reward.

I'll be home late.

Don't wait up.

- Thank you, John, for everything that you're doing

for your family, for protecting us.

Thank you.

(ominous music)

- Hi, can I help you?

- [John] Is Margaret here?

Hi.

- [Margaret] John.

- [John] It's all right.

- John.

Did you...

How did it go?

- Margaret's sister was there with her kid.

- What?

John, John, what are we,

what are we gonna do if they were, if they--

What did you--

- I did them too.

- Her kid, her kid?

- [John] Yeah.

We're free now.

No more looking in the rear view mirror,

put all this shit behind us.

- Do you want coffee?

- I like you, honey.

- Eggs?

- [John] I'm fine.

- Juice?

- (whispers) I'm fine.

Honey?

- Hmm.

- Honey.

I gave you (mumbles).

- Mm-hmm.

- Do you trust me to protect this family?

- Mm-hmm.

- Because I promise you that I will.

If I have to slaughter

every man, woman and child to do it, I will.

I promise you that.

You believe me, right?

Good.

I'll see you tonight.

I love you.

- Don't stand on the outline, Deacon.

Have you not heard of contaminating a crime scene?

McDuff.

- Davies.

- Welcome to the Black Mist bloodbath bonanza.

Everybody's half off.

- Shut up. (Davies laughs)

- You recognize this one, Banquo, Margaret Banquo?

- Yeah, yeah, I know her.

- Yeah, of course you do.

You've been looking for her, right?

Well, you're gonna need dental records

to identify the jigsaw puzzle and mangled flesh over there

and over there and under the fucking end table,

but I'll spare you the trouble.

That is her sister, Joanna, and the child sized corpse

in the kitchen, that's her sister's kid.

It really makes you wish you could do something about it,

like finding the guy who did this.

If only we were the good guys.

- Shut your mouth, Davies.

- (mumbles) tell you

we dragged the MacArthur Park Lake this morning?

Guess what's lying on a slab

in the coroner's office right now.

Yeah, it's the former CEO of the Black Mist Corporation,

a Gregory Duncan.

You've been looking for him too, right?

- Shut the fuck up!

- He did it.

He did it all for you, for me.

Oh, God, we are fortune's fools.

We are fortune's fools.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God, forgive me.

- You shouldn't be here.

- Well, neither should he.

- Hey, you got a gun for this guy?

Yeah, a fucking gun.

- Here.

- Stay here.

Don't do anything.

Just stay fucking here.

- Yeah, careful where you point it, kid.

- You're so little.

(suspenseful music)

(Jane screams)

- Oh, God!

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

- What?

What?

- They're dead!

They're dead! (mumbles)

- Jane!

(Jane sobs)

- No!

No!

No!

No!

- [John] Jane!

Jane!

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. (sobs)

(banging on door)

I'm sorry! (screams)

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

No! (sobs)

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

- No!

No, no, no, no.

No!

Jane.

Please.

No!

- [McDuff] John Macbeth, this is your friend,

Detective McDuff.

I'm gonna need you to come out here

and join us with your hands up.

- Baby, I'm sorry.

♪ Up ahead, in the heat ♪

- [John] She shouldn't have died.

Hereafter, there would have been time for such a world.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow,

creeps in this petty pace from day to day.

(John screams)

- [Davies] What the fuck is going on?

(gunshot blares)

- [John] But it falls (mumbles).

Life is but a walk in the shadow,

a poor player that (mumbles).

(gunshot blasts)

And then it hurts no more.

♪ Come my way, won't you ♪

- [John] Just a tale (mumbles).

Full of sadness and fear,

signifying nothing.

- This is Detective McDuff requesting officer assistance.

We've got shots fired and officers down

at 1606 Danson Landing.

I repeat, shots fired and officers at 1606 Danson Landing.

I'll be outside, plainclothes.

You can't be here.

- Why?

- This cannot lead back to Black Mist.

- I thought...

(baby cries)

- What is that?

- Outta here, now!

This is Detective McDuff.

We're also gonna need someone

from Child Protective Services on the scene.

♪ We are young ♪

♪ We are young ♪

♪ Come on, love, let's dance. ♪

♪ Dancing till we can ♪

♪ We are young ♪

♪ We are young ♪

♪ Cry is all I can do in your arms ♪

♪ So hold me tight ♪

♪ Till the tears subside ♪

♪ Cry is all I can do in your arms ♪

♪ So hold me tight ♪

♪ Till the tears run dry ♪

♪ Cry ♪

♪ Cry ♪

♪ Cry ♪