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God dammit!

Oh, well...

Let me tell you something.

Man builds...

think about that,

just like a beaver builds a dam or a...

a bird builds his nest.

That's just the...

nature of things.

That's just the nature of things.

A bird...

builds his nest...

and the nest becomes the bird.

Without the... without the nest, there would be no birds.

The bird is the nest.

Yeah, think about that.

These tools become the room,

a building, the city that we live in.

But that's not the way God made it to be.

He made it imperfect.

Imperfection!

We're all going to die.

We can live past that,

we can live past death by building.

Till one day...

you won't have to die.

We can all line up together,

and take a big hockity-spit...

in God's face,

because we would have won.

We would have won.

The love of my life. Hi, baby.

Dante...

Are you fucking kidding me? They're fighting again?

Maya, this is happening, like, every other day, they're never gonna stop.

I don't know what to do. They're driving me crazy.

Maya, stop it! You don't need them, you're not a little kid anymore.

Just leave, come here and be with me. I'll take care of you.

I know, but...

I can't just leave. I'm not like you.

You know? What if something bad happens?

Bad? Are you kid... Look around you!

Maya, what could be worse than where you are, right now?

- Maya? - Get out of bed, asshole!

Maya!

Someone had a little too much to drink?

- How old are you, Twinkie? - 21.

All right. Well... Looks like somebody's gonna inherit my old fake ID later.

Fuck! Wait. Do not post that before I approve.

Okay, I approve.

- What is this? - Honey, you're home.

- Are you fucking kidding me, Dante? - Hey, they say it's condemned,

I say it's mine.

Now, before you get all judgy,

we put a lot of work into our place, it's not the stuff inside...

Yeah, and it's free.

Free? This place is disgusting.

A fucking studio apartment in this city costs, like, 2,000 a month.

Baby, listen, the three of us can't afford a place the size of your bathroom.

This is what kids our age have to do.

- Is this even legal? - Is running away from home even legal?

Dante, I love you, but this place is scary.

Baby, we got lights, the shower works, the toilets kinda work. Look at this place.

- Would you wanna fucking go in there? - No!

Exactly. So why would some criminal go in there?

- You came here to be with me, right? - Right.

So let's just try this. It's not as bad as it looks, I promise.

Okay.

That's my girl. Come on.

Here you go, baby.

All right?

Jesus, Shyno! What the fuck, man?

I got vents a snarling, hyper, new, bitch bird.

Maya, this is the super, Shynola.

Shynola, this is my girlfriend, Maya.

- Remember we talked about her? - I don't remember shit!

You got any smokes, too?

For you, sure thing, old timer.

And while you're at it, I want you to run down to the store

and get me some WD, boy!

Four cans and some duct tape!

- You got it. - And some duct tape.

And don't forget the cat, will ya?

All right. Tomorrow?

Tomorrow. Go ahead and get that duct tape.

All right, tomorrow.

When they closed the building down in the 70's,

he just stayed and I don't think he's even ever left.

- Since the 70's? - Yeah, he never leaves.

He doesn't have anybody just the building.

He's fucking nuts though, but he keeps the lights on, the water running,

so we all try to go and take care of the old guy.

That's so sad.

What up, weird guy?

Don't even ask. He never even opens his door.

Oh, God.

That's not as bad as it looks. I promise.

Baby, just one more floor! One more floor.

It's not that bad, though.

You believe me?

Okay.

This is our beautiful door.

Dante, Dante, Dante! Hey, you got any cigarettes?

I'm not coming up to you, Tess.

Oh, yeah, sorry.

Hey. Please Dante... I'm Tess. I live right upstairs with my boyfriend, Vince.

Is this the girl you've been talking about? He's been talking about you.

You're gonna love it here in the building. You're moving in, right?

All right, Tess, give us a break. We had a long day, okay?

Day? Is it day? Did you guys see Cookie outside?

Shit!

- Dude, did you give that junkie our smokes? - Bro, "our smokes"?

When a pack of cigarettes costs 14 dollars,

it doesn't really put you in the driver's seat, now, does it?

What do you think, baby?

Not the haunted house you thought it was from outside, right?

Dante...

it's awesome.

I wanna show you something.

It's not that big, but... do you like it?

Dante, it's beautiful.

So, you're not scared?

I mean, I was, but now that I'm here, it's amazing.

You're just saying that 'cause you're drunk.

But I was drunk and scared shitless before, and now I'm drunk and fucking psyched.

A cocksucker, less than a voice,

a fucking murderer,

can learn his place under my vote.

Then the pathetic throngs can be swayed...

to live in the one true order.

My order.

My way.

The world that I see it,

the way the world should be.

Get over here.

Come, fuck.

That's right. That's right.

Drink. Gorge yourself in the master's essence.

No! My pills!

I had to buy those white things, Bigfoot, I had to.

Just the bitch, to only churn out on the pills doesn't mean you spend my money.

But I want my... Please! That's why how like me, Bigfoot!

No! Leave my pills!

What the...?

You think it's easy that you walk the streets?

That my woman suck dicks for money?

Bigfoot?

I didn't leave my wife and kids just so you can waste my money, you fucking schmuck!

Fuck! Look what you made me do!

Jeez! I'm sorry, Bigfoot, I swear, I won't do it ever again.

Go make us some fucking money!

- You bring me back my snacks. I'm hungry. - I will. I know, I'll be good.

I will, I'll be good. Oh, Bigfoot, I'll be good.

Hey, Cookie, get out of the way.

Close that shirt.

...local time, November 20th.

The Intergalactic station...

Is he here?

- Fucking, defend me... - Get the fuck outta here!

Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! It's me, man. It's cool, okay.

Wait, wait, Cookie. Come on, it's not like that. I just wanted to say hi.

You sucky suck no more. Make pee-pee on fire.

Come on, Cookie, just... give me the Coochie, Cookie, please.

Thanks, Cookie. I owe you one.

Cookie! Cookie! Cookie! Cookie...

I love you! I love you!

Cookie! Cookie!

- Cookie! Cookie! - What does it say?

It says, it says, it says, it says... we are getting high!

Finished.

I win!

Go to Hollywood!

- Out my way! - Get out of bed, asshole!

- Oh, my God! - What are you doing?

Who is it?

- It's a girl. - I'm Dante's girlfriend from upstairs.

What's in the bags?

Garbage. I was just throwing my garbage away.

And where you planning on throwing the garbage away, love?

In front of the building so the garbage man can pick it up.

The garbage man? The garbage man.

The garbage man that will never fucking come.

Because no one's supposed to be living here.

Are those the garbage man we're talking about?

Sorry, I didn't...

- She's sorry. - She's sorry.

She's sorry. Okay, I mean, you mean you're sorry like...

You're sorry that you didn't throw all your shit in front of my building?

It's that kind of sorry we're talking about? Or you mean that you're sorry,

like, when they find out that people are living here,

illegally, are you sorry like that?

Is that the kind of sorry you're feeling right now?

Or are you sorry that when the NYPD come here,

with their riot gear and tear gas and throw everybody in this fucking building out,

into the cold, into the streets,

I mean... are you sorry like that?

- Don't touch me! - Are you sorry like that?

Are you sorry like that?

Come here. You see that? Down there.

That's where the garbage goes.

Come here, come here.

You are young...

and you're a girl.

This is not your fault.

So I will show you tolerance,

this time.

But if the NYPD,

Gestapo, by your actions,

fuck with my program,

I will not be so cordial.

Do you understand? Okay.

Oh, yeah! And by the way...

don't ever speak to us again, bitch.

Come on.

Dante!

What?

- Cookie, Cookie, come on. It's me, Roxy. - Go away!

No, Cookie. I have to see you. Fuck it!

Shit!

Look, see? Me have money.

Six! Thanks, Cookie. Jeez, thanks, Cookie. Thanks, Cookie, thanks.

Crazy ladyboy!

Fuck!

- Bigfoot! - Did you get it?

He gave me six. Six and four.

Six, mazel tov, you Chinese fuck!

- God, I'm so thirsty. - I'm gonna go get the dick, baby.

What the fuck is in here?

I heard you talking about me, Roxy.

Roxy! Baby!

Where are you?

Fuck! Oh, baby!

Oh! Look at your face. You pass out again? Come here.

Look at you. You think I did this to you?

Come here.

It's gonna be all right.

Everything's gonna be just fine, baby. Just fine.

Oh, my God!

Sorry, Loki. I had to do that.

- Those guys are gay? - Yeah, baby. Fucking drama queens.

It's just that they're into Hitler instead of show tunes.

Oh, are you okay?

Oh, my brain feels like it's growing inside of my skull.

Loki, I love you, but your brain is not growing.

Oh, shit! I got to get to work.

Oh, my God!

- Loki! - Did you see that?

That was so punk rock!

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

- Yeah? Are you sure? - Yeah, yeah.

'Cause I'm already late as it is.

- Go, go, go. - Yeah? Okay.

All right, guys. I am out.

I will see you later tonight.

Keep an eye on the Rockstar for me, will you?

- Domo arigato. - Bye, Alexa.

- Bye, baby. Feel better. - Later babe.

I just cleaned the house.

Sorry, Maya, the only job you never finish is cleaning the house.

Dude, my hands are tingling.

Dude, you just projectile vomited.

Jagermeister!

- What is that thing? - Oh, God! Here we go.

This, my fair lady,

is a 1979 bass guitar, axe-model, Gene Simmons.

- All right. - Only one of 175 made.

- That thing is sick. - Yeah, it is.

I won it off George Graffin back when I was rigging the warp tour in '09.

He means Greg Graffin from Bad Religion.

Loki, you're such a star fucker, you know that?

Dude, like, I'm not a star fucker. I mean I beat a guy with a PhD.

Anybody can beat anybody at blackjack.

It doesn't mean that you're smarter than them.

- But I have his guitar. - Yeah, you do.

Wait, Gene Simmons the reality show guy? Why does he have a guitar?

- Pizza got here. - Good and hot.

No, baby, you have to fold the pizza.

You know, we fold it, so that doesn't happen...

Hey, asshole, come over here. I want you to go get me a band-aid.

- Oh, my gosh! Mr. Shynola, are you okay? - Come on, I'm okay.

Just get me the band-aid now.

Yo, Loki, we're back with your pizza, man.

Loki, you're pizza's gonna get cold.

- He's probably jerking off. - Oh, epic.

Don't act like you never did it.

Where you going?

Tess and Vince's. They're junkies so they'll have band-aids, and needles and shit.

For real? Real junkies.

Yo, Vince, open up. It's Dante.

Dante who?

- Hey! Hey! - Hey, chill the fuck out!

Oh, it's that Dante.

- Hey, Dante's here. - Yeah, whatever.

- Sorry, guys. - It's okay, man.

It's okay, man. It's no problem.

- That's my girlfriend, Maya. - Hi, Maya. Sorry about the gun.

Yeah, no worries. You can tell that's never happened before.

Hey, you guys got band-aids for Shynola?

- Yeah, I got a band-aid for Shynola. - Let me see.

- Hey, Tess. - What's up.

Oh, my God! These clothes are so great.

You guys have a really cool place, Tess.

Yeah, you know, I'm a native New Yorker so cool kind of comes standard.

Yeah, Dante told me you used to be a big model or something.

Well, I still am a big model, I just...

I was feeling a little stressed, overworked, so I decided to take some time off.

Right, 'cause you're a junkie.

Vince!

This bitch just called me a junkie.

Oh, God!

Oh, my God! I'm a fucking junkie.

Tess, I'm so sorry. I thought you were cool with it.

- At least you guys got each other, right? - I'm a fucking junkie.

Thanks for the band-aids. I gotta get these to Shynola.

I'll tell him you hooked him up.

Are you fucking serious? Get over here and shut up!

- Oh, my God! I'm so embarrassed. - Babe, don't even worry about it.

They're junkies, they'll probably forget tomorrow anyways.

I hope so.

I'm running these over to Shynola. I'll be back in a second.

Hey. Loki's not really, you know...

Yeah, go help.

Loki, it's Maya, I'm home.

If you think you're doing something you shouldn't be doing if I'm home.

Shit! Loki! Fuck.

Dante! Dante!

It's okay, It's me.

Dante! It's me, Maya. Stop!

Dante!

- Maya, what happened? - I don't know.

- What the fuck happened? - I don't know. I found him like this.

Shut the fuck up!

- What the fuck is wrong with you, Loki? - I don't know how I got here.

- You don't know? - No, man. You guys went to get pizza.

And I was really thirsty.

Loki, you're on fire, man.

Yeah, man, my brain's, like, bursting and my eyes are, like, about to fall out.

You should see a doctor.

- You ever had the chicken pox? - That's what this is, the chicken pox?

- Does it itch? - Yeah, a lot.

Fuck, man! The fucking clinic is probably closed by now.

We can bring him to the hospital and give him a fake name.

Chill, chill. I'm only sick.

If I'm still sick tomorrow, we can go to the hospital tomorrow.

I mean, what difference is a day gonna make?

Oh, Jesus!

Did something die in here?

Fucking with the sewer line again, old man?

Call me.

Do you smell that?

Oh, this building.

There is something seriously wrong with this building.

Great! Finally got a TV.

I just noticed the fucking septic tank

nail polish removers stench in the lobby.

I mean, my eyes are watering.

Oh, baby, you're still sick?

Yeah, she said it's the chicken pox.

Well, I don't know but he's breaking out all over.

Oh, my poor baby got chicken pox!

Alexa, he's sick.

Okay, I'd already done had the chicken pox

and you know, you can only get them but once.

Yeah, but what if it's not chicken pox?

Well, then...

All employees must wash hands before returning to work.

Lord, I need a shower!

- Hey, can I help? - Loki, you're sick dude!

What do you plan on doing with this degree in post-modern Literature?

Alexa's father asks her in a...

soul crushing but...

ultimately accurate fashion.

Fucking faggot.

Hey... at least I still got stripping to fall back on.

Taxi! Taxi...

Oh, shit!

- What happened? - Oh, dude, I think I just hit that guy.

- What guy? - Fuck! I think I just killed that guy.

What the fuck are we gonna do?

My friends think I'm lying.

You guys don't smell that?

What's that smell in here?

Hey, what's wrong?

- Oh, my God, Loki! - What the fuck, dude?

- Alexa! - What the fuck are you doing, man?

Get off of me! Get...

Loki, relax, dude!

- Loki, calm down. - Is he all right?

- It's all right. - What are you doing?

- Get away! No! - It's okay!

- Loki, it's Dante. Relax, man. - Dante, what's happening to me?

- Alexa! - Maya!

- Shit, Loki, you gonna be all right, dude? - Just go, just go.

Fucker!

Maya! Maya! Maya, hold on.

Motherfucker!

What happened? Alexa...

- What's wrong. - What the fuck?

It's locked!

What the fuck are these?

Fuck, how should I know?

Hey! Who locked the fucking gate, man?

We're gonna have to wait.

What do you mean?

- "Right back here..." - It's Cookie. He locked the door.

- He's gonna be an hour. - Oh, what the fuck, Cookie?

Fuck! Fuck!

Hey, Shynola! Get this fucking door open, Shynola. I know you're in there.

Fuck, Shynola! Hey!

Hey, Bigfoot, Cookie locked the fucking front gate, man!

Hey, Bigfoot, what's up with the axe, man?

I heard what you said, you were talking to Roxy.

Where'd she go?

Back the fuck up, Bigfoot. I got a pipe, man.

You're gonna need that.

Fuck. Fuck.

- Bigfoot! - You bitch!

Bigfoot! Bigfoot!

You killed him!

- You're the fucking killer. - Wait, wait, wait, wait...

What's going on? Who's locked in?

- Jesus, why is he foaming at the mouth? - Same thing happened to Loki upstairs.

Jesus, Loki! Fuck!

Are you saying... Are we really locked in?

Some guy, Cookie, I don't know, he locked the door with a bunch of bicycle locks.

- Where the fuck is Cookie? - He's got to be here...

Yeah, yeah. We gotta get in touch with Cookie.

He can't... he's gonna throw up! He's choking to death, help! Somebody!

Hey! Hey, hey, hey. What is she doing? What...

- What does it look like I'm doing? - Put that fucking phone away.

- It's all right, man. - Hey, Dante...

Maya, please.

What, are you fucking kidding me? This guy's dying. I'm calling 911.

I will come down there, I will fucking kill you.

- Baby, for me, do not make that call. - Stop, stop.

- Please just give me the fucking phone. - Are you serious? Stop it.

- You broke my fucking phone! - Fuck your phone, Maya!

Look at these fucking people! They have shit.

This fucking building is all they have, it's their home.

If you call the cops, they'll have nowhere to live. We'll have nowhere to live.

So you'll just stand around and let someone die?

So you can live in this shithole for free, are you fucking kidding me?

- It won't be the fucking first time. - Shut the fuck up, Gault!

Fuck you, Rockstar! Fuck you!

I live here too, you know.

Fuck you!

Fuck.

- We gotta leave. - Yeah, yeah. We got to...

Maya! Maya!

What the fuck!

- Maya, where's Alexa and Loki? - I don't know.

Loki's gone.

I looked everywhere.

Fucking Loki.

Watch out, man. Loki! Loki!

- You can't fucking leave, man. - Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.

- Where the fuck is it? - Dante! What are you looking for?

- My phone. We had a phone here. - Hey, what the fuck you mean phone, man?

You can't call fucking 911. What about us?

What about you, fucking junkie?

- You gonna fucking stop me? - Dante! Stop it! Dante!

Right now, we have to find Loki, okay?

I mean, it's not like he can go anywhere, right?

- Dante, right? - Yeah.

Vince, come on, man.

You not gonna fucking apologize to me. Where the fuck are you going?

- The roof, he likes it up there. - Yeah, fuck you very much, too.

Are you... Are you really gonna call 911?

I don't know, Tess.

I mean, I don't even know what's right any more.

Come on, man.

Loki, open up, man!

Loki!

I know you're up there.

Loki, come on. It's Dante.

Where the fuck are you going, Vince? Loki! I know you're up there.

Loki, come on. It's Dante.

Bigfoot?

- Not him too? - No, no, no. He's just dope-sick, okay?

He just needs another hit and he's gonna be fine.

Look, you know what? I'll let you know if I see Loki, okay?

All right.

I'll be downstairs if you need me, all right?

Yeah, sure.

Hey, wait! You know...

it's okay if you call the police.

Well, we...

Vince and I...

we'll be okay.

Thanks, Tess.

Fuck!

Fuck!

Hey, save some of that for me.

Look at you. You look like a rabid fucking animal.

All my work, for what? Nothing.

Come here.

Thou shall not conquer...

if thou is still a slave.

Okay, my pet, okay?

Let's show them how much I've trained you.

Let's show them.

- Hi. - Hi.

Oh, Cookie's not gonna make it back in this rain.

What happened with Loki?

Fuck! Alexa, we gotta get Loki from the roof.

Oh, Loki, is that you? You big fucking vagina...

Oh, my God! Tess!

- What the fuck, Tess? - He tried to kill me.

- Who, Bigfoot? - No, it's like a horror night.

I fixed him a thing and when I stuck a needle in his arm,

his eyes... Oh, my God! Vince!

- Any luck? - No. Still no phone.

We cannot do nothing. Fuck!

What do you think you're doing? We're not gonna climb out.

- Only one of us has to do it. - You're kidding me, right?

- Dante, there's a fucking monsoon out there. - Maya, I'm not gonna jump out the window.

Loki has climbing equipment from when he was rigging the warped tour.

He got a harness, rope, all that shit.

Hey, Alexa, you got Loki's climbing equipment?

Shit!

- Alexa, chill the fuck out... - Dante?

- Yeah, it's me Dante. It's me. - Dante, what the fuck is going on with...

Fuck are all these things? Where the fuck are you?

- You can't see me? - I just said,

where the fuck are you?

Okay, okay, Alexa. Just put the fucking knife down.

No fucking way. Are you insane?

They're gonna kill... kill me.

Alexa?

Fuck! Fuck! Run, get the fuck out of here.

Go, go, go.

Wiffle ball!

- Get back in. - I can't do it. She's in there.

Everyone's out here, we'll throw her out!

- Grab her, grab her. - No, I don't want to touch her.

- I can't do it, please. No. - Tess, what the fuck? Open the door.

Fucking do it, Tess. Oh, my God!

- Alexa? - Loki?

Maya! Get the fuck off of her!

Maya, please tell me that's you I'm holding?

Let's go!

Shit! Here we go. Go, go, go!

- Oh, shit! Go up there. - I know you can see me. Come here.

- Fuck! - Oh, shit, he's out!

Come on, come on.

Hey! Kids!

Hey, kid!

Go, go, go, go, go, go.

Hey, kids, you like Bambi, kids?

Remember what happened to his mother.

What the fuck?

What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?

You're guts are on the floor, dude.

You little piece of shit. You're not taking my shit.

You're not taking my shit, boy.

That's my shit. That's my shit.

Alexa!

Please. Sir, you have to help us, please.

- Are you infected? - Dude, you have to let us in.

Have you come into contact with any of the tap water people?

Open the fucking door. We're gonna die in here.

Stay away.

Don't come any closer.

I see you, I see you.

Are you real?

God, what's happening to me?

Oh, hi.

Strange night?

And this storm, jeez, gonna tear the building down.

Jeez, do you guys feel sort of strange?

I'm not feeling so hot.

- Yeah, we're fine. - That's good.

What's wrong, sugar? I don't bite.

This your new girlfriend?

Welcome to the building, honey.

You got a good man here. You take care of him.

Hello!

I'm talking to you, white girl. You can't talk back?

- You think you're better than me? - Roxy, relax.

Don't tell me to relax, I will cut you.

I will straight cut you from ear to motherfucking ear...

- Gault! Open up, Gault! Gault! - Gault! Open the fucking door!

Gault! Open the door, dammit! Oh, shit! Oh, my...

Shit!

Dude, what the fuck?

- Oh, my God, Alex! I'm so sorry. - Look out!

- Shit! - What the fuck?

- Jesus, what the fuck is this? - That's okay. It's me, it's me.

I think I can't tell what's real any more.

Entrée.

Oh, my God!

Oh, shit! Maya!

You fucking bitch! You fucking bitch!

You fucking whore!

Vince!

I won.

What did you... what did you win? Did you get the script jobs?

Yeah. Yeah, I won.

- Did you get the mega millions? - Yeah.

Wait, Vince? Vince!

What did we win?

Vince! Vince!

Oh, Vince! Vince, what did we win?

Vince! Vince!

Come on, was it the mega millionth one?

Are you trying to get me sick?

Cover your fucking mouth!

Oh, shit!

Great, just fucking great!

Now, who's gonna hire me?

My God, I'm so sorry.

You're sorry?

You ruined New York City, you know that, right?

You rich girls who grew up watching Sex and the City?

Thinking it's all Cosmos and Jimmy Choos.

So you get knocked up by some investment banker,

make him buy you a loft in the fucking west village.

Well, you know who used to live in the west village?

People like me.

Artists, immigrants...

Mark Twain, Jackson Pollock,

Isadora fucking Duncan.

Now, Manhattan's a fucking gated community.

And look where the little people end up.

Here, in a fucking abandoned building, with a knife in my face.

While your frat boy husband, rides a city bike through all the tour bus traffic.

Those fucking double-deckers! Sex in the fucking City tour buses!

Like New York is just some drive through safari freak show!

- Shynola! Shynola! - Simply amazing!

- Shynola, open up! Shynola! - Shynola!

Tess, stop.

Dante?

Oh, God! I don't know what's happening to me! God, I'm so scared.

I keep seeing things that aren't there and I...

I can't feel my face. Oh, God!

I always wanted to fuck her.

Oh, shit!

- You guys just saw that? - No, no, Bigfoot, we didn't see anything.

Yeah, you did. You saw, I can tell. Everybody sees everything now.

They got little cameras everywhere. They see you fuck your guy who's got tits.

They see your fucking circus dick.

- No, no. We didn't see anything? - You gonna tell my wife?

Gonna tell my rabbi?

You know what I'm really like.

You know the real me, the real me!

The real you! The real you!

- You fucking, Jew! - Nazis!

Oh, shit! Fuck me!

- Open up! Open up! Fuck! - Over here!

- Shit! There's no lock. - And there's no fucking door.

Shit!

God, genius! Now this one doesn't have a lock either!

Oh, fuck! Fuck, what are we gonna do?

- Him! - Fuck!

Back the fuck off!

Baby, baby, come here. Get the fuck off me!

Get the fuck away from her.

Oh, fuck! Oh, shit!

- No! No! - Baby, just fucking go! Just go!

Dante!

Close it! Close it! Fucking close it!

Fuck! Go, go, go.

Oh, my...

- Oh, my God! - Oh, shit!

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck! Baby, we got to get out of here.

Dante, over here, over here!

Lift me up! Lift me up!

Maya?

Help.

Rockstar!

Hey there, Rockstar, you and your little fucking piece of pussy.

Oh, fuck!

Rockstar!

What the fuck?

Let's do this, Rockstar!

Rockstar? Where the fuck did you go?

Oh, fuck!

- Shit! - You fucking cocksucker!

Are you fucking kidding me?

You're telling me all this shit has been there the whole fucking time?

Oh, yeah!

I'm gonna make you suck on this one.

Move asshole! Get out of here now!

- Fuck! - Open it!

Go, go, go.

- Rockstar! - Come on, back here!

Dante! Shit!

- I'm gonna fall through. Maya. - Hold on, hold on.

Get the fuck out of here before it's too late.

Sorry, kids, it's too late.

- Stay back, I'm serious. Leave us alone. - Baby, get out of here!

I'm not leaving you.

Dante! Dante!

Dante!

The garbage girl!

Do you remember me? I'm... I'm Gault.

Have you seen my boyfriend?

You know, big guy, Murphy?

That's something that you and me have in common, right?

Boyfriends.

I think I did something...

bad.

So... bad.

Maya!

Stay here!

Bleach, Drano, a couple of the household cleaners, my own formula.

- Maya! - Dante!

Must be in the sewer.

Your boyfriend, his eyes, they normal like yours and mine?

- He's fine. - Okay, then. Good.

This whole world, living in its own filth.

Beaujean, Khi Faso, Haiti

were never like this!

Before, it was just a slow death.

Slow death? These people are crazy, they're seeing things.

Yeah, things that want to kill them. It's their fight or flight reflex.

It's off the chart, the amygdala, it's the most primal center of the brain,

when there's a threat, you run or you attack, you have no control over it.

But these hallucinations...

Well, imagine a mob of crazy people trying to kill each other.

What happened here tonight, one night, one building...

Then we have to tell someone, the police?

I mean, regardless of what happens to us?

Exactly.

There's eight million people just outside that wall.

Think about that. Eight...

Maya!

- Baby! - Dante!

- Shit! It's Loki! Come on. - Oh, no, baby, my foot.

Okay.

- Fuck, go, go, go! - Okay.

Oh, fuck!

Oh, my God!

What is that?

I don't know but it doesn't look too good.

Oh, my God! Fuck.

What the fuck?

- Fuck you, Loki! - Maya, give me the fucking knife! Go, go!

What the fuck happened, man? We're supposed to be stars.

And then you had to go and kill everybody.

I'm not the one with the axe, man.

For the last time,

this is not an axe.

This is a Gene Simmons bass guitar,

one of only a 175 made!

- Oh, shit! - Dante!

Dante! You're Ali...

Baby, you screamed then you ran away.

- Oh, my God! - Maya, what's wrong?

- I'm so sorry. - About what? What's wrong?

- Your eyes. - Stop saying that, that's not funny.

- I'm so sorry. - Stop saying that!

You're the crazy one, you're the killer.

Maya!

Maya!

Baby!

Maya!

Over here!

Help! Over here!

Help! Help! Over here!

- Over here! Help me, please. Help! - License and registration?

- Over here, yes! - Shit!

Yo, Mary! Jesus Christ! How did you get in?

Help me get out! Get me out of here.

Shut the fuck up! You don't understand, he's crazy...

Where... What happened?

What happened? Where... Where am I?

Where's Dante?

Help! Help me!

Help! Get me out of here! Help!

We have zero idea where this came from. We don't know her name.

She doesn't have a wallet, any ID.

She doesn't seem to know what's real so can't even talk to her. What do you think?

All this can get real bad, that's what I think.

Listen, I want you down there.

I want you to make sure that the whole street is quarantined.

We have to find out where that sewer leads.

Help me!

Every supply of re-serviced tunnel, subway,

any known homeless population... Oh, fuck!

All right.

Every resident in a four block radius of that sewer, is under house arrest.

Now, do not start a panic.

Somebody help! Let go of me! Let go of me!

Motherfucker, let go of me!

Motherfucker, I'll kill you!

Help! Help!

See that store over there?

We saved the girl in that fucking store.

Yeah, man. Everyone's gonna know who we are after this, brother.

We're gonna be heroes.

Everyone's gonna respect us.

- You think so? Even the Captain? - Fuck my dad!

Let me tell you something, that was a hot bitch! You see that girl?

- She wasn't ugly. - She was not ugly.

- She wasn't ugly. - Was not ugly.

You know what you never find in Missouri?

- Hot bitches? - Hot bitches.

- Hot bitches. - That's why we should work in this...

Dude, fuck Tinder, man. We're gonna surf the sewer more often. Absolutely.

You see what comes out of that fucking thing? We're shitting out hot girls.

- Thank God for that. - Thank God.

You know what they say? You know what Nietzsche says about cops and God.

What the fuck you looking at? It's police business, move on.

Did Nietzsche say, "What the fuck you looking at?

- It's police business, move on." - No, no, he said...

"Everyone's thankful for God but let's be serious,

we're all thankful for the police."