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Oh please, this is a huge misunderstanding.

I'm a college student on an environmental study.

My parents...

Please just call them.

Would you please try to stay in one piece?

Can I have my passport back?

You should cut this chick loose.

She'll never last a sentence in this coop.

Yeah, how did she even survive the hatch?

Have you been to court?

Get a load of this.

I didn't go to court.

This is a huge misunderstanding.

There was no trial.

There never is, honey.

Never is.

Would you three just walk?!

I get enough exercise pushing my luck.

Move!

Well,

it's a new day

with a new way to serve.

But it's for the greater good, right?

All right, then.

The Republic of Rattica.

Never heard of it.

The brats at the Pentagon know about it

and so will you.

All the intel has been fed into your compy wrist.

It's an island off of South America

where every scumbag on the planet goes to hide.

Rattica is a major player in the Olvidados drug cartel

who seem oblivious or unwilling to negotiate

the untapped oil reserve on the island.

Ruled by nefarious dictator General Franco,

Rattica has been the launching pad

for syndicate drug smuggler operations for over a decade.

Before I took command,

Agent Five was sent out to negotiate

an embassy deal with the general.

That is until this individual,

American born pot smuggler Jett Bryant,

apparently lead a successful coup.

Despite the absence of a free election,

he now goes by the title of El Presidente.

That really pisses us off.

Always does.

We've lost all contact with Agent Five.

President, Mr. Bryant,

is now aided by infamous third-world interrogator

Inga Von Krupp,

who currently oversees the islands penal system.

The cartel is aware of our KS-13 activities,

so they've enlisted Krupp's skills

to round up all potential resistance

and commit unspeakable human rights Violations.

We care about human rights now?

Listen to me!

This wardress is a sadist!

Triads,

Commies,

hired keepers,

panada poachers,

Banana Republic fascists.

It makes no difference to this monster.

Go in quiet, eliminate the target,

disrupt the stability.

I got it.

She isn't even motivated by money.

Von Krupp?

I've busted out of more jungle hell holes

than she's licked in her entire miserable life.

I've been electrocuted, spat on,

made to crawl like an animal.

Damn, I miss it.

You be careful out there.

Back so soon, Jade?

I was in need of a spa vacation.

She killed another John at the pier.

Jade, Jade, Jade.

Maybe you should let the clients take you for a change.

Where's the fun in that?

Besides, I look good covered in red.

I think you prefer stripes.

Oh, you're a real "Perv-0 the Clown"

handing out these little cocktail napkins.

Wearing a circus tent ain't gonna protected

the critters and the rats, sugar.

I'm looking at the biggest rat in here

and you better know where to keep your paws.

It ain't the paws you need to worry about.

It's the teeth.

Guess he had a friend.

Don't you wanna roach too?

Don't worry, ladies, it only gets worse from here.

Take them to cell block F

and tell Wardress Krupp we have the catch of the day.

Dang.

I've been here over a goddamn week.

When they gonna load my bird with wacky tobaccy?

They're coming to meet you today, holmes.

Good.

I mean, I appreciate the hospitality and all.

You could slip on this banana peal all you like.

I prefer to get paid and slide.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Where's Franco?

I am Wardress Von Krupp.

And the little fella?

My loyal assistant, Gordo.

Just dandy, you make a lovely couple.

Where's Franco?

The general has met a rather unfortunate demise.

I'm outta here.

Remain seated.

The republic has been infiltrated by operatives of KS-13.

Who, what, where?

I don't give a shit, lady.

"Until the cartel is satisfied

"that all foreign spies have been apprehended,

"Jett Bryant is hereby the defacto president of Rattica."

Oh, that's rich.

"Upon the conclusion of Wardress Von Krupp's

"investigation of potential foreign terrorists

"and domestic revolutionaries,

"Mr. Bryant will be relieved from his position

"and allowed to return to his native country."

Let me get this straight,

we want me to be a pawn in your covert war

against the United States?

No way, momma.

Sorry, puppeteers, I gotta take scissors to this act.

"If Mr. Bryant accepts this position,

"he will be exonerated for the loss

"of the 200 kilo shipment confiscated by the Coast Guard."

They told me little shrimp boat off Tybee.

Not shrimp boat off Little Tybee.

Two islands.

Two different fucking islands.

Not my fault.

"For his loyalty, the Olvidados family

"will pay 100 thousand dollars."

Throw as many frogs in that sack as you want.

It ain't gonna make me jump any higher.

Now if you'll excuse me.

"If he refuses,

"execute him."

Ouch.

Coulda just started with the fine print.

How long's this gonna take?

To expedite this urgent matter,

I have enlisted the help of my former colleague,

Dr. Greeley.

A pleasure to work along side you again, Inga.

We shall implement our skills perfected together

in the great Voodoo Rebellion.

Since those sovereign and complicated times,

I've acquired many new methods.

I'm dying to reveal them.

As have I, doctor.

Joy.

The first act had me amused,

this third wheel with the parka, he's creepy.

Seriously, motherfucker, I don't like you at all!

So what the hell am I supposed to do?

Sign bills, cut ribbons?

Nothing.

By the balls.

Then I'll make trouble.

Girl, you gotta get it together if you're gonna survive.

Look, we got off on the wrong foot.

Let's carve out a corner in the stump

and we'll watch our own backs.

Yeah, you have anyone on the outside looking for you?

A man?

My parents don't even know I'm here.

I told them I didn't want to go to Paris

and my senior class volunteered

to save the turtles over spring break

and I missed the boat home.

The turtles?

It's just terrible what they...

Don't you see?

She cares about the turtles.

I like them too.

In a stew!

Leave her alone!

She's just a young girl.

We'll carve into your shell.

Right into the nice pink meat.

Charli and Nicky!

Give us some breathing room.

I smell fresh fish in the market.

What do they call you?

Penny.

Your momma didn't think you were worth very much, did she?

It's a family name.

Well, Penny,

it's hard to get change for a "penny,"

but I'll break you.

Oh yes I will.

Who are you?

I'm Val, Penny,

and a gal like me has grown accustomed

to the finer things in life.

Please, please.

Please, stop, please.

There used to be a time when we could get soap, shampoo

and even nylon stockings for a nickel.

But once and awhile a bargain presents itself

and it just so happens, today, I found a sale.

A tissue for a penny.

No! No!

No, please!

Clean it, bitch!

Stop!

Clean my ass or kiss theirs goodbye.

That's right, wipe!

Wipe, flatten that tongue!

Yeah, get it all clean.

Get right in there.

Deeper!

I want clean insides.

Yeah, yeah, you're good.

Oh yeah, you're really good.

I'll be remembering this when it's period time.

You see, Penny,

life in here is cheap.

I wish I had a taco.

You like tacos, man?

Never heard of a taco.

Damn, what is this country's problem?

This place is miserable.

What am I supposed to do while those freaks figure it out?

Really, holmes?

There are cells packed with women,

women loose in the britches,

and you ask me this question?

Ask a traumatized inmate for a date?

No thank you.

Just take 'em.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Chester the Molester,

I ain't El Presidente of the rape squad.

They are so lonely.

They want it.

Man, I like chicks that are into me.

I don't do that power play horseshit.

Me neither.

I have a wife and eight children.

Why's your ass always in that chair?

Eight children.

Is your wife hot?

Like a load of bread stuffed in a sandal.

I knew General Franco.

How many generals have you known?

Since the revolution?

Ten.

When was the revolution?

Last year.

Last year?

Si.

Fuck!

The road to freedom

is always under construction in Rattica.

They're gonna kill you too, holmes.

Stupid world.

When did it become okay to bogart the goddamn joint?!

Hello?

Not another one.

Maybe she'll go away.

I'm looking for someone.

They just keep coming here.

An American, like me.

It just never ends.

You canaries can start squawking

or we can do this the hard way!

Senorita, we don't want no trouble.

You wanna know if we've seen Americans?

When don't we see them?

Every damn week.

From the sky and the sea.

At the butcher.

The baker.

Washing up on the shores at dawn.

Parachuting into the sugar fields at night.

Wednesdays at the bowling alley.

We can't even go to the damn movies

without seeing a fucking American.

Wrong answer.

Do you have a listening problem?

I'm sending you the coordinates.

Be there!

Why would she do that?

I've done nothing to her.

Some people are just born mean

and her inner demons ass fuck.

She's been here as long as I can remember.

The only person who truly deserves this hell.

I think she likes it.

All right, hit the showers!

Time to scrub the fleas from the trees.

I was thinking we could spend a spell with you.

You don't have to scrap the pan to get this pie.

I don't want your a hostage

and you ain't sneaking my keys.

We wouldn't do that.

Yeah, we just wanna have some fun.

Don't even bother.

I've been married three time

and each of them were nastier than you.

We ain't nasty.

Unless you want us to be.

They was so crocodile mean, I took an ax to my cock.

Timber!

Jesus.

Solved all my problems at once.

I ain't got no log for you.

So you rabid beavers, go build a dike in the shower.

Get moving!

Please, call the State Department.

Tell them Penny Lupine is here.

Please, my parents have money.

Money, you say?

Yes, they'll give you whatever you want.

Please, just call.

We'll see.

What the fuck?

What the fuck, man?

Come on!

Did you do this?

All one big setup, huh?

I'm just making it official.

I don't want them coming after me, holmes.

I got a family.

Fuck, I hate this place!

That was my lucky shirt too.

No it wasn't.

You're the unluckiest person I ever met.

I wouldn't want to be in your shoes, holmes.

These shoes don't even fucking fit!

They don't fit, man!

Horse shit!

Rats,

roaches!

Where's the goddamn booze?!

More roaches.

Franco?

They told me you was dead, buddy.

Since you're a live and all,

I need to get.

Fuck, Jesus!

What'd y'all do to him?

Exotic plants and the crushed spin of a barracuda.

While paralyzed, he saw himself buried alive.

Now he believes he is the living dead.

Small price to pay for treason against the cartel.

I prefer kava kava with swordfish spine.

Sometimes you have to work

with the materials at your disposal.

Why, my dear,

a simple phone call to the doctor

and you coulda received excellent results.

Your subject would've been more productive too.

One should always strive for perfection.

Perhaps.

Where did your reluctant leader run off to?

He probably lost his appetite.

Speaking of appetite,

I'm ravished

and I can't wait to tell you in great depth

about all my important discoveries.

Over lunch?

Shall we?

I have prepared something special.

Hopefully you will like it.

Probably not.

We have to bust out of here.

A big bust out.

Do we bring Penny with us?

I don't think she can make it.

If we get her out, she can stay with the rebellion.

Won't her rich parents come looking for her anyway?

If that guard can't stick his pecker out,

he ain't gonna stick is neck out for her.

If we can get her out she might bring the attention we need

to finance the revolution.

High profile American parents and all,

that could work.

We've gotta protect her until we figure out a plan.

Penny for your thoughts?

You don't have to act like this.

We're all in the same situation here.

Just because you're breathing doesn't mean you're alive

but I like your new attitude.

Let's see how tough you really are.

Nicky, teach her a lesson!

I don't wanna fight her.

Can't we just lay off her today?

Are you having feelings, Nicky?

No!

She's just scared.

Haven't we initiated her well enough?

You going all soft inside, Nicky?

On your knees!

I said on your fucking knees!

On all fours, like a dog.

Now lick!

Nice and slow.

Yeah.

Charli, kick this twat's ass, no excuses.

Please, I don't want any trouble.

We don't have a choice.

Oh yeah.

That's the spirit!

Blood in the water.

Oh yeah, that's the way.

Finish her!

Yes!

Yes!

All right, everybody up against the wall.

Now!

Now you heard the man.

Really, Val?

You know what they say,

id you can't beat them, arrange to have them beaten.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

It's complicated.

With the assistance of Gordo,

I've been working on the ultimate device.

I'm intrigued.

Since the middle ages, most interrogation equipment

has focused on just a few specific methods.

So we've created a device that will run a gamut of pain,

all with the ability to keep the subject conscious.

I'm growing so weary of the Vineyard.

Not only does out incredible torture machine

have the ability to deliver these forms

at a slow and deliberate pace,

it also has the capacity to bring forth instantaneous death.

I see.

This could be very useful with multiple subjects.

Kill the first, hardly maim the second

and the third sings?

Exactly.

All bearing Witness to the subject before them.

An interesting theory.

You've always had a dark imagination, my dear.

It's more solid than science

but I look forward to seeing your new toy.

I've been taking a progressive approach.

I have developed a sexual aversion serum,

which causes a subject to receive immense pleasure.

The resulting euphoria releases one's deepest desires.

What first made itself as pleasure

become unbearably repugnant,

forcing a total cleanse of the soul.

A hippie drug.

Oh no.

Their greatest delights become their innermost fears.

A bad trip.

No, my dear.

They find their one true god

leading to a moral and just life.

Easy to control.

I don't think you're comprehending this.

They become enlightened to the word, born again.

What's the point of that?

Yes?

Sorry to disturb you

but a really weird cat fight just broke out.

Well, sounds like a job for management.

Was there an escape attempt?

Oh no, I got everything under control.

This couldn't wait?

Well, we were just wondering how

to proceed with disciplinary action

since it was of such a bizarre, sexual nature.

I'll need the subject for my demonstration.

I'll question the inmates myself.

Yes, ma'am.

Line up the subordinates.

I'll get to the bottom of this.

You know, as a child I always looked forward

to feeding time at the zoo.

Lead the way, little keeper.

"Covert."

"Not openly acknowledged or displayed."

Okay.

"Secret."

"Clandestine."

"Hidden."

"Cloak and goddamn dagger."

"Undercover."

I get it.

I don't think you do!

Tell me this.

What dumb ass abbey you been going through

that has you thinking that ripping the ticker

out of an eel fisherman in broad motherfucking daylight

as hush motherfucking hush operations, huh?

I heard how you did it back in the day.

Go in, kick ass and raise headstones,

not fucking flags.

You know, we weren't privileged

to have the intelling tools as you guys have.

Whatever.

Seriously, girl.

Seriously!

You don't know shit!

Look around you.

There's red velvet ants in these ruins.

They're actually called Wingless wasps,

known as "cow killers" by the locals.

Girl, they will paralyze your kennel-chewing ass

within seconds

and that's when the carnivorous ants come in

and they will strip your scrawny bones dry.

You known, you would've known that

if you would've went over the briefings before you met me,

but you didn't, I know.

I prepped.

Prepped.

Girl, you read that thing for 30 seconds

and went right back to the damn social media.

You're taking me out?

I should lose my goddamn self

but I'm gonna give you one last chance.

Now, go find some shade, not here,

and go over the damn briefings!

Okay.

Don't make me come back here

because I'm telling you right now,

I will blow this motherfucker to kingdom come

and if there just happens to be

some friendly fire in you direction,

so be it.

Yes, ma'am.

Now go do your damn job!

I need to know if Five is alive

and kill that motherfucking Jett Bryant!

Cock-O express is leaving.

Subbases by sundown.

Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah,

Zip-a-Dee...

Yay.

Without order,

there can be no rehabilitation.

Without rehabilitation,

there is no release.

It's that simple.

There is no escape.

So I give you two choices.

Order

or death.

Since you are property, I believe this to be fair.

I wasn't involved.

Silence!

Order

or death!

Your subjects are dirty harlots.

Sodomites.

Unclean sinners.

Yeah, they was fighting.

Finger in flaps.

All kinds of weird, kinky pervert stuff.

Enough.

They was about to scissor each other.

Enough!

So, Val,

who's our dissident today?

The ginger sardine.

I see.

She put up a good fight.

You don't look the type.

Please, I just wanna go home.

We just want to ask you a few questions.

Can I use the phone?

She'll do.

Grab her.

Your Nazi meat flaps are gonna get it

when the revolution comes, you sick gash.

Pardon?

Yeah, we know all about you.

I guess my accolades are well-known internationally

but fame is not what I seek.

No, you go wherever you can find a soggy box.

You like it both way, don't you?

That's how you get your twisted kicks?

Pain makes you come, doesn't it?

Fetishes are for those with free time.

I have none.

I look forward to your confession.

Grab this one instead.

I'm sure this will be amusing.

But may I barrow a few of these strumpets

for my demonstration later?

Any in particular?

Take them all.

You bitch!

I wouldn't want to separate you.

Val?

Maybe next time you'll find your way around a honeypot

instead of penning a fence!

I hate you!

Everybody does.

Enough!

They'll do nicely.

I can't wait to get started.

You'll have your chance.

Until we're ready, throw these prisoners in the hot box.

Couldn't look the other way, huh?

No, holmes.

I thought we were brothers?

And you've had tacos before too, I know it.

Look, I took the distributor cap from the plane.

Don't get anymore bright ideas.

I can't trust you now.

I like you.

I really do.

You're an amusing fellow.

Then let's split!

I can't let you go.

They'll cut off my head.

If we try and leave together, they'll find us.

They'll cut off our heads.

The only way to keep our heads

is if we stay right here.

I wanna keep my head.

Me too, holmes.

Me too.

What you reading over there?

"The Social Contract" by Rousseau.

This is some heavy shit, man.

Marx is better.

Thomas Paine's "Common Sense," dude.

Machiavelli.

Fuck that guy.

Martin Luther fucking King Jr.'s letter

from a Birmingham jail, bitch.

"The Art of the Deal."

What a piece of shit.

Yeah.

Well, if I'm stuck here

I might as well go among the people

and see what I can do to better their lives,

while I'm in a position of power and all.

I wouldn't do that if I was you, holmes.

Yeah, I know it's a token position with no real power.

But I'll get to know their problems.

Okay, holmes.

Maybe seeing the empathy of their president

will better their lives

and bring around some real positive change.

What the fuck?!

Prisoner 731.

Are you an associate of KS-13?

(30 to hem!

I expected such a response.

Dear, you are merely part of a demonstration

of the greatest information extractor ever developed.

The Incredible Torture Machine.

The pain will be deep.

Deliberately slow and quite unbearable.

Fascinating.

There will be a moment,

maybe an hour,

perhaps a day when you realize that death is inevitable

and you will reveal all that you know.

It is merely up to you to decide

how grotesquely disfigured you would like to be

before that time comes.

Fuck you!

The controls can be set to keep the prisoner alive

anywhere from 12 minutes to 12 months.

Inquisition them all, I assume.

The machine is equipped with adrenalin shots

to keep the subject cognoscente

and also has the ability to cauterize wounds

to extend the interrogation process.

What is happening?

Turn the machine off!

Turn it off!

Oh my.

I'm not sure what went wrong.

A small child rubbing the power girl with feces

would've been more affective.

This is unacceptable.

What about our aspirations?

My dream?

Back to the drawing board for you.

My dear, I believe it's the good doctor's turn

and I'm confident you'll find the results quite enlightening

and less

messy.

I think these snakes are endangered.

You got lucky.

They have big plans for you girls.

Hey, I made the call.

Really?

Yeah but all I got was computers.

They kept bouncing me around from different computer voices

for an hour and a half.

Oh no.

I'll try again later.

I'm sorry about all this.

I heard about the turtles.

I like critters too.

Hang in there.

Where's Ebony?

You'll see her soon

but first they want you to get some chow

so you have your strength back.

They seem to be very excited

for whatever they have cooked up for you.

Once upon a time there were a bunch of little cunts

who forgot who their queen bee was.

Will you give it a rest?

Oh, do I here some buzzing?

Can we just drop it?

No!

I don't think we can!

I don't think you get it!

Get what?

Now that Wardress Von Krupp's in charge,

none of you drones are flying out of here alive.

So you may as well make the best of the last of your life.

Nobody cares what you have to say.

Oh, I think you should.

It's in everyone's best interest

to be where the cream rises to the top.

That is if you wanna live a little before we all die.

Stay alive by sucking your nasty tunnel?

Give me death.

That can be arranged!

Now you little chicks best fall in line

and make the most of your time.

Don't listen to her!

Ebony was taken away for a fucking cigarette

and she'll trade you too, she's crazy.

A fucking monster!

A crazy monster.

Oh yeah,

we're about to get all monster crazy up in this bitch!

Would you like to grant

any of your acquaintances a reprieve?

These clams?

Harvest them all.

Cunt!

As property of the Republic,

you have been chosen to take part in an experiment

conducted by Dr. Greeley.

Sir Dr. Greeley.

I was knighted.

We expect your full cooperation.

Where is Ebony?

I hear she's joining you in this experiment.

Well, in a way she is.

What is this asshole talking about?

Where is Ebony?

You are consuming her.

What?

A most embarrassing situation for the wardress,

I assure you.

What the fuck is he talking about?!

You are eating her, my dear.

Butchers!

It was my idea, obviously.

I'll kill you!

Shall we begin nighty-night at your insubordination inn?

Proceed.

Let me inside.

You will drink your sister's cup,

a cup large and deep.

It will bring scorn and derision,

for it holds so much.

You'll be filled with drunkenness and sorrow.

A cup of ruin and desolation.

You will drink it and drain it dry

and chew on its pieces

and you will tear your breast.

Bring a mob against them

and turn them over to terror and plunder.

Stone them and cut them down!

Enough!

I will put an end to lewdness in the land

that all women may take warning

and not imitate you!

I said, enough!

You will suffer the penalty for your lewdness

and bear the consequence of your sins and idolatry.

I command you to stop this instant!

Then you will know I am the sovereign lord.

Guards!

Seize him!

Change is good.

The money's better.

Those people are awful, man.

Just awful.

Let's fly the fuck out of here.

I'd even take your family.

Beer tacos for everybody.

Bryant located.

Eliminating target.

How much are they paying you?

Who?

What do you mean, who?

The cartel.

Nothing.

Nothin'.

I mean, they used to.

Then they said I fucked up.

Luckily for me, I married to one of Don Olvidados' cousins.

They just let me live for now.

Balls.

Jett Bryant?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, lady!

Ain't no need for gun pointing!

Are you American?

I was sent by KS-13 to deliver a message

from the United States of America.

Well hallelujah!

Your time as president of the Republic of Rattica is...

Hold on, girl.

I'm American too.

Expired.

You can lower that weapon, darling,

there's been a big misunderstanding.

I'm not who you think I am.

Or you can keep it raised if you want,

I'm ready to do my time.

As long as it's in the goddamn US of A.

Shut up!

Preferably not Alabama but anything will do.

Got a ride off this rock?

This rock will mark your grave.

Little girl, give me three steps.

I ain't who you think I am.

Not my mission, not my problem.

I'm just doing a job.

Will you get her off my back or something?

Stupid piece of shit!

Well, well, well.

Look who's all out of yippee ki-yay motherfuckers.

Kill Squad 13 gun?

Yeah.

You gotta activate it first.

What?

You gotta put the gun to your compy wrist.

You gotta activate if first.

Come on.

Oh yeah, right.

Thanks.

No problem.

Whose side are you on anyway?

No side.

Don't you wanna here my evil plan?

Don't care.

Really?

I was gonna improv something for your amusement

but all right then, let's get it over with.

Take the safety off.

Really?

I assume she's gonna kill you too.

You're gonna kill him too, right?

You know, darling,

handsome is only a light switch away.

I'll give you one more chance to take me with you.

The only place you're going is down.

Whoa.

What the fuck is this?

Bottomless pit.

Where does that go?

It's bottomless.

Yeah, I understand that.

I was just wondering if it goes to the molten core

or goddamn China.

There's been a slight misunderstanding.

Watch out for the earth's butt hole.

It's bottomless.

Where does that pit go?

So should I pack my bags?

Dr. Greeley's services will no longer be needed

in the interrogation of prisoners.

Fantastic!

I guess it's checking out at the Banana Republic.

I don't give two shits.

Sit.

I will inform the cartel of the changes.

Why don't we let the acting president make a decision?

I'm sure he would like his assassins uncovered

as quickly as possible

by the most affective means available.

Tell me about it.

Some chick was just in here until cock blocker

dropped my princess down Lucifer's fart locker.

A KS-13 agent?

Yeah.

Another line of dialogue, she'd been sweet on me too.

Her interrogation could have

brought us valuable information.

I've never seen such reckless inefficiency

and sheer incompetence on a grandiose scale.

What we have is two different philosophies.

Oh brother.

One that can achieve results

and one that is grossly outdated

and only serve to satiate

her sadomasochistic desires.

His narcissism has turned him into a religious zealot

who is attempting to brainwash the inmates.

Mind control?

Of a sexual nature.

Oh come on, man.

What the fuck is your problem?

I produce results.

For what, getting your dick sucked?

Dude, that is so uncool.

I knew you were creepy, I had that feeling.

I knew you wouldn't understand.

But Inga, I was your mentor.

Small wang, I reckon.

Everything you are is because of me.

I have evolved.

Mother didn't love him.

No one's gonna want what you have to offer.

Child abuse.

Nailed it.

Do you know why you experiments fail?

You deserve it.

Enough!

Why do you make me hurt you with the truth?

Nobody here is gonna believe you're capable

of anything but failure.

I said, enough!

If you would shut your ignorant mouth and listen,

you would see that we could all be gods.

You're just another controlling cock sucker!

1 am a god'.!

I am a god!

Oh, fuck.

I told that motherfucker I didn't like him.

You all heard me say it to him earlier, didn't you?

Holmes, it bottom from the top.

Bottomless.

Yup.

Are you girls okay?

Hanging on.

Let me take you back to your cells.

Run!

Get out of here!

Come with us.

There's something we have to do first.

I understand.

Go, get out of here!

Thank you.

Run, bitch!

I think I know the way out.

How?

Nevermind.

You point and I'll lead.

I don't have many bullets left.

Jade.

What?

Thank you.

If we survive this, you owe me a margarita.

No!

Run!

Save yourself.

No!

That's annoying.

Maybe that's something you should be checking on.

You know, for someone who hates work so much,

I find it hard to believe

you're not sitting on a siren free beach

with Did Sett, drinking a beer.

Don't leave.

Can you turn the volume down on that horn

while you're at it?

Nice hole.

Well hello.

Are you here to kill me too?

Hardly.

Well, all right.

I'm Val.

Who are you?

Jett.

I was pulling the old "one more for the road"

Lido Shuffle bit,

hit this pad to weed up my ride.

Next thing I know, cartel has promoted me to human pinata.

Is there more?

I like to party.

So, Val, what're you in for?

Tell me it's not cutting off somebody's balls and taint

and shoving them up their turd cunt or some weird shit.

Oh, no.

I'm an innocent Victim in all of this.

Just like you.

Tell me about it.

Really?

I got time.

It wasn't always a battlefield.

Before the war on drugs started,

this was a peaceful nation.

My family were honored dignitaries

and they threw the most grand and lavish dinner parties.

My mother was a heavy financial contributor

to the orchids research facility at the university.

She was quite the botanist too.

Her greenhouses were full of Rothschilds

and professionals all over the world would fly to see them.

You never saw such beautiful flowers in all your life.

But my favorites were the Juliet roses

with all their blushing glory.

One time we had this huge, important dinner party

and we had dignitaries flying in from all over the world.

So I snuck into my mother's greenhouse

and I removed all those expensive flowers.

I was young.

I just wanted to fill up all of our fountains

with their exquisite beauty to share with those dignitaries.

I knew how important this was.

I just wanted everybody to see the beauty and whimsy

that my family shared.

Yeah, mother was furious

when she saw what I did to her garden

but farther, he said the sight brought tears to his soul.

Just those beautiful, delicate peddles on the water

with the breeze just slightly parting them

for a moment in time.

Enough to let the reflection of the moonlight through.

Uh huh.

You don't believe me?

Not in the least bit.

You're right.

I'll whack off peckers.

Wanna go make out on the roof?

All right.

Assessment.

We're missing one.

She's outside the wall.

Probably making a break for it across the marsh.

Have you seen Gordo?

Nobody has.

I do strive for perfection.

There's no ambition within these walls.

No one believes in me.

Do you know how that feels?

No, ma'am.

Of course you don't.

Before I got here, nothing ever got done.

Do you think this place can just run itself?

Do you really think the world can function without order?

Before I got here you were all just sitting around

playing poker with the prisoners

who came and went as they pleased.

This institution was like some sort of clubhouse

but that's the way your prefer it, don't you?

Well you can all go back to your miserable lives.

I'm so sorry that productivity and ambition

had to enter the equation.

So I can put a bullet in the head

of this hurricane chomper?

Do what you want.

I'm going to tie up this loose end and then I'm done.

Come here, maggot face.

This View almost makes me wanna stick around awhile.

Hmmm.

I could stare at this forever.

Why do you I get the feeling you're about to push me off?

Why don't you stick around and find out?

I'm sticking to you, baby.

Kiss me.

I never miss.

There you go.

Getting closer.

Where the hell have you been?

Now I have to go out in the marsh and finish her off.

It's fixed?

It will really work this time?

The crocodiles can finish her off.

I must see this with my own eyes.

Gordo, I love you.

Agent Five.

All is lost.

Destroy target.

Stop it, you son of a bitch.

What are you doing?

That crazy batshit wardress chick

told me I had to fill this asshole full of led.

Well, hit him in the head.

I'm gonna shoot this fucker in the head

if it'll stand still.

It ain't a movie zombie.

Tell him that.

I done shot him in the gut three times.

Let me get a crack at it.

Get him.

Shit, he bit me!

Don't worry, don't worry, you ain't gonna turn, okay?

It don't mean nothing.

He's just a mean son of a bitch.

What do you say you and me get a full clip

and blow this crustoid to Detroit?

Let's do it!

Fuck that motherfucker!

Oh, shit!

You gotta be fucking kidding me.

I'm shot bad!

All right, hang in there, man.

I'm so fucked!

I was starry-eyed with they threw me in here

and they beat that out of me.

I had to reinvent myself into some kind of horrible monster

just so they'd leave me alone.

The biggest fella in the yard bit?

Something like that.

It became a power trip all on its own.

I thought I could just fly down here,

kiss the plane one last time time,

whistle on down the road.

I see hope in you.

Living ain't easy but it's all I know, you dig?

You just need a friend.

I'm thinking that's what it's all about.

I'm getting sweet on you.

Don't get too attached, darling.

As soon as I get the distributor cap for my plane,

I'm halfway to Splitsville.

Whose got your cap?

That joint bogart Rocko character.

Really?

Yeah, a little bong chain, beerless, mad at his sight.

Is it like a black rubber thingy?

Yeah.

I lifted something like that off of him this afternoon.

If I get it, will you take me with you?

You clepto hot momma!

I'll even marry you if you want.

Let's start with beer and tacos first.

All right, I'll grab a bag of cash from the office,

you get that distributor cap and meet me back here in five,

we'll blow this fish locker.

I love you.

Are they coming to rescue you?

Hardly.

That chopper means business.

Let's scoot!

Hello, my little jungle comrades.

Did you miss me?

I'm back, motherfuckers!

Where you going?

The money!

Huh?

Go get the money!

Yeah, right.

The fort's under attack!

I don't care!

It does sound like Armageddon out there.

I don't fucking care.

Let's just get this gate open and get a good shot.

Where's my?

Where's my fucking keys, goddamn it!

I'm gonna kill this motherfucker

if it's the last thing I fucking do!

Die motherfucker, die!

The highest setting, please.

Thank you, my friend.

Dios mío!

Not my beard!

Not my beard!

All right, guys, you know what time it is.

It's beer 30, closing time.

And you know what they say.

No witnesses mean nothing happened.

Copy that.

Good to have you back, Blossom.

Knew they couldn't keep you behind a desk for long.

All right, y'all, time to drop a load of freedom.

Say goodbye to the world as you know it.

Lost my damn girl.

I'm not sure what the moral of the story is,

but it ain't bottomless.

A lot of dead people down there.

Ain't gonna tell you what I had to do

to get out of that situation.

Pretty sure I'm gonna be traumatized for life.

Hold on.

Get back to civilization, the shock hasn't hit in.

I'll tell you all about it over a taco.

My treat.

Buy me a beer?

Hell yeah.

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