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America for Americans!

We are the wall!

We are the wall!

We are the wall!

We are the wall!

Run! Run!

This is an active shooter
situation.

I have victims down.
Victims down. -No!

We are moving eastbound
through the square.

Hey. Let's go. Come on.

All right, ccome on. Come on.

Go. Move, move,
move, move, move.

Drop the gun!

- Drop the gun!
- Drop it! Drop the gun!

Drop it!

Drop it! Now!

- Drop the gun! Drop it!
- Now! Drop it now!

Drop the gun.

Drop the gun now.

- Down on your knees.
- Let me see your hands!

Let me see your hands! Let me
see your hands!

Ally, please!

Please help me!

They're coming for me! Please.

Please. Please,
the police are on their way.

Please, the police
are on their way to...

It's a cult, Ally.

It's a sick cult,
and everyone's in it...

The police, my husband,
your babysitter...

your wife.

No, no, please!

Please, no...!

Ally.

Hello?

Hello?

Ally, this is Dr. Vincent.

Who told you to call me?

I got a call from Ivy.

You hung up on her
in a state of agitation.

She's concerned about you.

Concerned.

Right.

Well, I don't know
if I can believe her anymore.

I don't know who to trust.

Okay. It sounds to me like
you're having an episode.

I am not crazy.

Something is going on,
and I have been targeted.

And I think Ivy

is involved, too.

These are exactly the
kind of unfounded allegations

that the lawyers will use
to take your son away.

The best thing you
can do tonight is do nothing.

Please go and get some sleep.

Okay.

I'll do that.

Good night.

Yeah.

Shh, shh, shh.

Shh. Shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh.

Okay.

Okay.

Come on.

Okay. Come on, turn around.
Can you walk?

Get up.

- I need you to stay close.
- Yes. Okay.

Okay.

Fucking bitch.

Run!

Hello?

What are we doing here?

Can I have a cappuccino?

Would you just be quiet, please?

Can't hear myself think.

We can't just
keep driving around.

We're dark on Mondays,
so we should be fine here,

at least until we figure out
our next move.

No. No, no, no.
We need to keep going.

We need to get out of the state,
maybe even out of this country.

Why don't you clean yourself up?

And then sit down.

Listen to me.

I am not going anywhere

without my son.

You don't want me
to take you to the police,

you say they're in on it, fine.

But you need to tell me
what the hell is going on here.

You used the word "cult."

You said my wife was involved.

She is.

Convince me.

- Really?
- Yeah, really.

Convince you?

What's it gonna take, lady?

How do you think we've been
getting into your house?

What do you mean?

Okay. Like the night
of the guinea pig.

Ivy made sure the alarm
at your house was off

and that the door was unlocked,

and she texted us
when you were a few blocks away.

I don't believe you.

Why would she do that?

To make you crazy.

Why would my own wife
want to make me crazy?

You have to ask her that,
but she wasn't super thrilled

you voted for Jill Stein,
I know that much.

Are you kidding me?

That's not a reason.

Maybe she just hates you.
I don't know.

But you were just one project;
We had a bunch.

You know all those dead birds
that you found on your lawn?

We did that all over the city.

And there was nothing
in those trucks.

They were water trucks.

We killed the birds

by poisoning our feeders.

- Why?
- To make people paranoid.

To scare them
and to soften them up.

For what?

The takeover.

This is insane.

I... am not insane.

This... this is insane.

My wife is not
in a fucking cult!

Ivy's not the type.
She's not a joiner.

She hates
all organized religion.

She doesn't believe in anything.

That's kind of how it starts.

If you already believed
in something,

there wouldn't be
any room for him.

Him?

Him who?

This is Beverly Hope,

coming to you from City Hall
where any moment,

candidates for city council

will have their final
opportunity

to address the terrified
citizens of Brookfield Heights.

With the election days away,
frontrunner Kai Anderson,

- continues to soar in the
polls, -MEADOW: There he is.

With an unprecedented
16point lead.

My God, I know him.

Not as well as he knows you.

He's the one who got the
protesters to leave that day.

It's because he paid them
to be there.

What? They're, they're all
members of the cult? -No.

You can't just join it
like it's the AARP.

He has to choose you.

Who's your favorite Housewife?

Let me think, my favorite
Housewife is probably...

I'd been in love with
Harrison since I was ten,

but I never knew what love was
until I met Kai.

Yeah.

Is there anything you can't do?

It's not finished.

Um, I still have
to shade this in

and add some definition here.

It's beautiful.

It's everything I ever wanted.

You're just being nice.

I'm not.

You're incredible.

You have blown
my every expectation.

I know I've asked a lot.

But a larva bee has to shed
its skin to become the queen.

It can be painful,

but the dark must prevail
to bring forth the light.

And you...

burn brighter than anyone.

When Kai looked at me,

it was better than a Xanny high.

It was better than sex.

He made me feel special,

like we were the only
two people in the world.

I'd been afraid for so long.

I'd built up a wall
of Housewives and Drag Races

to anesthetize myself from
all the shit in the world.

But I hated feeling helpless.

Hated myself for being so weak,

trapped by feminist
expectations.

Every day faced with the failure

that I wasn't a successful
boss bitch,

that I had no loving husband

and 2.5 kids at home to bake
a goddamn casserole for,

that I was nowhere near
having it all.

And this rage began
to build and fester and burn,

until Kai finally set me free.

He made me feel invincible.

You almost cut
his goddamn head off.

You're amazing.

Together we were unstoppable.

I know I've asked a lot,

but a larva bee has to shed
its skin to become the queen.

It can be painful,

but the dark must prevail
to bring forth the light.

And you, Ivy,

burn brighter than anyone.

What are you doing?

I'm leaving.

I need you, Meadow.

We are so close to getting
everything we want.

No, everything you want.

You are so full of shit.

I loved you.

I'm out.

Will you open your eyes?

I mean, seriously,
is Kai the idiot?

Or is it us for believing

that any of this shit
was gonna work?

Can I just ask you a question?

When's the last time a seat
on the zoning board

led to world domination?

I mean, think about it.

No one outside this Podunk town

even knows who the hell you are.

The whole thing
would be hilarious

if it wasn't so insane.

Harrison.

I think it's time
to call the police.

Something terrible
has happened to your wife.

A cat goes missing,

and there are posters plastered
all over the city.

But you, no one's even
noticed you're gone.

No one gives a shit
if you live or die.

Leave us.

You're worthless.

You don't exist.

You're nothing.

No regrets?

Fuck her.

I'd be dead
if you hadn't found me.

If the cops in this town
won't listen,

we will go to the next town,

- or to the FBI.
- No, you don't understand.

There is no one who can help us.

No one will listen.
You know that.

There is only one way
to stop him.

We have to kill him.

Friends! Please, please.

The federal government
is now run by people

who believe, as I do,

that a real change has to happen
on the local level!

- Yes.
- Yes.

Washington, D.C.
is not gonna save you

when the bogeyman comes.

And mark my words,
he not only will come,

he has come
to our little hamlet.

The monsters are here.

It's time to be scared.

Bullshit.

Excuse me, ma'am?

Could you stand up
for all of us, please?

And state your name.

Sally Keffler.

Ms. Keffler, you have a problem

with something I'm saying.

I think you're
a snake oil salesman.

And not even a very good one.

So...

there haven't been a series
of horrible murders

over the past month or so,

including the brutal slaying
of Councilman Chang.

And I wasn't beaten up by a gang of illegals.
- Yeah.

And Bob Thompson's
satanic murder

- wasn't broadcast on television.
- Overall crime

is down 14% from last year,

and almost 30% from 1980.

We need to get serious

about finding
whoever's responsible

for the crimes you're
talking about, but...

you're just trying
to make these people scared.

You're damn right I am.

Scared is what is
gonna keep them safe.

Traditional conservative values.

Conservative? You think
you're a conservative?

Yes, ma'am, I do.

My parents were Reaganites.

I interviewed Barry Goldwater
for my high school paper.

I've seen conservatives
up close;

You're not a conservative.

You're a reactionary.

You use fear

and the fantasy of a time
that never was,

when people left
their doors unlocked.

People like Mr. Anderson

and Trump are not the garbage.

They are the flies that
the garbage has drawn.

It's time that we stop

worrying about the flies

and we start hauling away
the garbage.

I can no longer sit by

and let another
candidacy of fear

win another election,
which is why

I am officially declaring
my candidacy for city council.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry. The deadline

for submitting signatures
and paperwork has passed.

The ballots have already been
printed and it's just me

- and Mr. Leland on them.
- I'm aware of that.

And that is why tomorrow,

as soon as the county clerk's
office opens,

I am filing a letter of intent

to officially declare
my writein candidacy.

I look forward to it. -You're
gonna thank me for this one day.

A young man's certainty
is also his burden.

I'm gonna relieve you of both.

Winter, I saw him last night.

He was voting.

Calm down.

Everything's going to be fine.

God, how can you say that?

I just told you, I saw him
at the polling station.

He cut off his own arm
so he could vote.

He was still bleeding.

- We didn't do that to him.
- I'm shocked the police

haven't come for us already.

I mean, we're going to jail.

God.

I don't want to miss
seeing Ozzie grow up.

We're not going to jail.

You have to meet my brother.

He can fix anything.

Not my president!

- Not my president!
- Not my president!

Kai.

Protests across the country.

The sheep are afraid.

They are bleating into the wind.

A day late
and 74 electoral votes short.

You must be Ivy.

I need to speak with Ivy
in private.

Um...

Wait. Winter, where are you...

Don't...

It's okay.

Sit.

What do you want from me?

The truth.

Here.

Take my pinky.

I'm not doing that.

What are you afraid of?

Are you afraid
that the police will find out

what you and Winter did
to that poor man?

A kidnap victim
who had to cut off his own hand?

His name was Gary.

And he only wanted
to exercise his right

as a redblooded American.

So I helped him to go vote

when he should've been
in the hospital.

That's where he is now.

On a dopamine high from the win.

He's gonna be back here
with us soon,

and do you want Gary
to find out who's responsible

for what he's lost?

These are the rules.

Once physical contact
has been initiated,

you've consented to answer
all of my questions.

Agreed?

I want the brutal truth.

Every little drop.

What fills your heart
with dread?

Our new president.

No.

I said "the truth."

Go deeper.

There's nothing more...

Don't think!

What fills your dark heart
with dread?

The thought of laying in bed
next to my wife.

I didn't mean that.

When did you first start
to hate her?

At the happiest moment
of my life.

When my son Oz was born.

I wanted that pain.

I would have celebrated
every contraction.

I wanted to be the one who
carried our son in the womb.

But I couldn't,

because of my endometriosis,
and...

My breasts are leaking.
I need to feed him.

She never let me forget it.

Maybe you could pump
and I could give him the bottle.

He's not gonna want
a rubber nipple, sweetheart,

not when he's got
the real thing,

and don't even think
about formula.

I'm not putting anything
artificial in my baby.

She said "my baby,"

like I was a stranger
on the side.

I couldn't even feed my son.

When was he weaned?

Three.

She said it was good
for his immune system.

She did it
to make herself more important.

The giver of life.

There is so much more.

Her entitled,

bullshit phobias.

The last straw
was this election,

when she voted for Jill Stein.

I see before me an empty carcass

devoid of happiness.

She has sucked every bit of it

out of your marrow.

But there's hope.

Would my young, hot sister

make you happy?

Only if I could have Oz as well.

He's the only reason
I'm staying in my marriage,

but I'd never get full custody
if I were to leave Ally.

Have you thought about murder?

No.

No, that's insane.

But you've wished her dead.

I...

I'd never want Oz
to go through that trauma.

Well, then we'll just have
to make sure no court

ever grants her custody.

Stay here.

Jesus, Ally, you okay?

Who's that woman?

Just listen to me, okay?

I need you to stay with her
while I take care of something.

You can bill me for the hour.

I want to help you, Ally,

but you have to tell me
what's going on.

Talk to her for ten minutes.
She'll tell you everything,

and you'll know I'm not crazy.

Document it.

You are my expert witness.

Remember the work
we've done together.

The fear, Allyson...

Don't let it win.

Look me in the eyes
and tell me this is fear.

I'll be back in two hours.

Yes!

Who is it?

My name is Ally MayfairRichards.

I saw you on television.

Can I come in and speak to you
for a second, please?

It's really late.

Yes, I know, and I'm sorry.

But it is urgent.

I promise you I am not crazy.

I just... I don't... I don't
really know where else to go.

I own The Butchery on Main.

Maybe you've been in there?

Hi.

Come on in.

You guys have
the only real espresso in town.

Well, wewe import the beans
from Italy.

So, how can I be of service?

You guys having trouble
with the health board?

Zoning?

I have to tell you right
up front, I cannot be bought.

Even for real Italian espresso.

There's a cult in this city.

The man running against you
is the leader.

They are the ones responsible

for the murders
and the black trucks

and all of the crazy, weird
things that have been going on.

He's like a, a modernday
Charles Manson.

I am telling you the truth.

I can prove it.

There is a girl who has escaped,

and she will tell you
everything.

Please.

What's your play here?

I am telling you,
I am not crazy.

I have a witness.

She escaped from them.

She will tell you everything...
I promise.

Well, I'm not surprised.

This is the kind of shit
that happens

whenever the patriarchy
is threatened.

Manson was a product
of the '60s...

Women's lib, the pill.

Jim Jones, too.

It's no coincidence that Koresh
went up against Janet Reno.

David Koresh came to be
because of Janet Reno.

Men are told their whole lives
who they're supposed to be,

so they never figure out
who they really are.

I'm sorry, are...

are you saying you believe me?

That kid that I'm running
against is no good.

And every society

that has ever chosen
to lead with fear

has undone itself.

He needs to be stomped,

humiliated.

If even half
of what you're saying is true

and it helps me win
this election,

then I'm willing to walk
with you a while down this road.

Thank you.

You came to the right place.

Nothing shocks me.

I went to Berkeley.

We need to go talk to Meadow.

- And she is?
- She is the girl who escaped.

I thought we could have
a press conference or something.

Get out and...

My God, it's them.

Stay calm.

Please, one of you assholes
make a move.

I'm desperate
to make an example of someone.

You know what the problem is
with you overeducated elites?

You overestimate your ability
to control the world.

Killing me is not gonna stop
the march of progress.

Maybe.

But it's still gonna feel
so fucking good.

This is a spasm in democracy!

You're nothing
but a passing fever.

And you're the last
of the intellectuals.

Knowing stuff
has no value anymore.

Not when the answer
is in my back pocket

or sitting on my desk.

The youth has it figured out.

The future will be filled
with beautiful idiots

who just want to feel.

Facebook?

You are old.

Can I please kill her?

No, no, Gary. Too sloppy.

We have to send a message
with Sally

that the world she knows
is dead.

"Dear followers and friends,

"tonight,

"after many long nights
of careful thinking,

"I have come
to realize something,

"that the truths we have
always held to be selfevident...

"all men are created equal,
knowledge is power,

"ask not what your country
can do for you

"but what you can do
for your country...

"they are all bullshit.

"The future will be guided

"by selfinterest,

"selfpromotion,

"and narcissism.

"And that is a future

"I cannot stand.

"And so this

is my suicide note."

No! No!

No, please.

Already getting some likes.

No one's
gonna believe any of that!

Of course they will.

It's on Facebook.

No! No! God!

No. No.

No!

Ilvy?

Let's go.

Jesus, where the hell
have you been?

- What happened?
- I was right.

I was right about everything.

She's dead.

She's fucking dead.

And Ivy... Ivy was with them.

Who, Allyson? Who did they kill?
Who are "they"?

The cult.
Didn't you talk to Meadow?

WhWhere is she?

- Where is she?!
- Ally, she left.

What?

Ally, I did what you asked...
I talked to her.

Ally is convinced you have
information about people

who she believes
have been terrorizing her.

That maybe you're a victim
of theirs as well.

Please, if you're in danger...

I can help you.

I'm not in danger. -She didn't
say much, and she definitely

did not mention anything
about a cult.

She didn't mention
anything about a cult?

Why did you let her leave?

I told you
that I needed her here.

- You promised me.
- She's a grown woman, Allyson.

She's not my prisoner...
She wanted to leave,

I had to let her go.

I'm more concerned
about you right now.

I know...
whatever you think you saw

is very real to you.

There's been a lot of violence
on the news,

on top of all of the stress
that you're under.

I highly recommend
you check yourself into

an inpatient program
before you do something

that you cannot take back.

You don't believe me.

Please, Ally.

This will give you time
to clear your head.

And it'll look a lot better

if you take this step
voluntarily.

Fuck you.

Damn it.

What an amazing turnout!

Thank you for taking the time

to be here
with your fellow patriots.

Give yourselves a hand!

Yeah.

Yeah. Thank you.

For those of you who don't know,

my opponent, Sally Keffler,

tragically and unexpectedly
committed suicide last night.

And while no one can truly
understand the despair she felt,

and with my deepest sympathies
for her family,

I pledge to you

that I will never desert you
like she did.

Give me a closeup.

It takes courage
to stand up for the truth.

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

This world is a scary place,

and there may be more dangers
out there than I can foresee,

but that's why we need
the strength of our convictions.

Fundamental truths

we all know in our hearts.

That we were better off
before political correctness.

- Meadow!
- Took over our public discourse.

How about we stand up
for the right of the majority?

America for Americans!

- Excuse me.
- We are the wall!

Meadow? Meadow, stop.

We are the wall!

- We are the wall!
- This election isn't the end.

- We are the wall...
- It's just the beginning.

But it's gonna take
more than just talk.

It's gonna take passion
and sacrifice!

I pledge to you...

- I am the promise!
- Stop!

Down!

Meadow!

Meadow, stop!

Stop!

Meadow, stop!

Meadow!

Meadow, please.

Please, enough. Stop!

Stop.

This is the face of true love.

Go. Move, move,
move, move, move.

- Drop the gun!
- Drop it! Drop the gun!

You don't exist.

You are nothing.

In the eyes

of the unenlightened world.

But to me...

you're everything.

You're the only one who sees me,

who's not afraid
to see the truth.

You were right...

about all of it.

We have to accelerate
our thinking,

get the entire country
to pay attention,

elevate me
to the national stage.

And only you...

you can do that.

- Me?
- You.

But how?

I need to be... assassinated.

I can't kill you.

You'll try... and fail.

I'll be shot,

hospitalized, and then recover...

Stronger than ever.

We're a Christian country.

Everybody loves a resurrection.

But before you do that,

I need you to bear witness.

Which is why
I'm sending you to Ally.

- You want me to lie to her?
- No.

I want you to tell the truth...

about all of it.

Because when it comes
out of her mouth,

that's when the truth
can hide in plain sight.

Nobody will believe
what a crazy woman says.

You're the only one
I can trust to do this.

I'm afraid.

Tell me, my love.

God.

I'll crack under pressure.

No. -I won't be able
to lie to the police.

No. You won't have to.

It'll be our eternal secret.

Our everlasting love.

Do you understand?

Yes.

- All right, let's go.
- Come on.

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