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My name's Kyle and I wanna be a policeman.

I'm Gordon. I wanna be a lawyer.

My name's Martha and I'm a T. Rex!

Okay, Martha.

Take me on a date I deserve it, babe

Okay. You can do this.

No, I'm gonna delete that one.

Hey, what's up?

"My girlfriend just sent me the sexiest photo."

Ah, that looks like a butt. My boobs look like a butt?

Just hangin' out in your favorite shirt and lingerie.

Oh, boy. None of these are good.

Dear future husband, Here's a few things

You'll need to know If you wanna be

My one and only All my life

You gotta know how to Treat me like a lady

Even when I'm acting crazy

Tell me everything's All right

Future husband, Better love me right

I mean, was I cheating on you? Yes, maybe.

Ugh! I'm such an asshole, okay? I know.

Do you think that I like being like this?

I just need validation all the time. It's pathetic.

But I think that's something you can work on.

Yeah, this is super-fucked.

But maybe...

...it's a new beginning. Right?

Oh, wow.

I like your nail polish.

I'm just gonna...

...grab this little fella.

This is what I'm talking about, Martha.

You've got no sense of adventure.

Hey, watch it.

Hey, have a nice day.

Take a look around the room

Love comes wearing disguises

How to go about and choose?

Break it down by shapes and sizes

I'm a man who's got very specific taste

You-you-you're Just my type

Oh, you got a pulse And you are breathing

You-you-you're Just my type

Hi. Hey. Sharon?

Yeah. How are you?

Is that Chanel? I like it.

What, are you with the hotel?

Because I need some... No, no, I'm actually...

...supposed to be in Milwaukee,

killing your husband before he can take your half of the firm.

That's what it's about, right?

They don't tell me much, but that's what I could figure out.

I was really proud of myself for that. Gee whiz.

Look, I... Don't hurt my feelings, Sharon.

You contacted a fixer to hire someone to kill your husband.

Huh?

Okay.

So if you're not there, then why are you here?

Murder's wrong, Sharon.

But you're a hitman.

Nobody's perfect.

You're gonna come home and look at me like I'm uptight

'cause I don't wanna have a threesome?

You asshole! 'Cause I'm not so cool. Martha?

It's Sophie. Are you okay? You don't even know me!

She's not okay.

No, because you didn't bring the...

Why would you bring... That doesn't even make any sense.

She's doing drunk closet. She's regressed to college.

We've gotta open the door.

And I need you to keep your eyes to the ground

because she takes direct eye contact as a sign of aggression.

We're coming in. No! No!

This is my whole zone!

This is for me!

You stop judging me, 'cause these are my favorite socks!

And I have only been drinking for two days.

Martha, you look... I feel assumptions from you.

I feel judgment from you. You don't know the situation.

You don't know what's in my heart.

'Cause you're racist!

Okay. Whoa! No!

And you smell weird! I'm sorry, you don't.

Julia, I'm gonna need your help.

No, I am not touching her. She seems sticky.

Get physical with me, and I will get physical with you!

One, two, there we go.

You unhand me, you brute!

Come on. No, I don't wanna leave, no!

Martha... No! You can't stop me!

No! One of you hussies is getting fisted!

Okay, he's heading towards the elevator.

ETA two minutes. Espinoza's team is already in position.

For the money this guy's worth, I'm gonna do my thing big.

Don't let this joker start doing that thing he does.

Amen, brother. Fucking dance party is canceled!

Yeah!

Hey, Hopper, you coming, or what?

No.

Nope, I made a mistake. I thought you guys were professional.

But that's okay. That's okay.

Someone's gotta return the van after he kills you all.

Yeah, whatever, pussy.

Break a leg.

Here we go then.

Stopping elevator now. Well, that's a mistake.

What the hell? He's not in here. Oh, yes, he is.

What the fuck? How's he moving like that?

Catch up! He's right there! No, he isn't.

Wow. Pretty.

Balloons. Wedding? Nice job.

Listen, there's been a fire down the hall,

so everyone's gonna have to evacuate.

He's going in the ballroom, take him down!

Don't follow him into an open space.

Fire! Now! Fire!

When I die and they Lay me to rest

Gonna go to the place That's the best

Die, motherfucker! Yeah!

Goin' up to the Spirit in the sky

Goin' up to the Spirit in the sky

I got him in my sight.

- That's a shame. - I liked her.

Never been a sinner I never sinned

I got a friend in Jesus

He's by the cake!

So you know that When I die

Well, if he's by the cake...

...that means he's got a knife.

Fuck me.

You son of a bitch!

I'm gonna go to the place That's the best

Who shoots cake?

This would have been such a nice wedding.

Well, that was fun...

...ish.

I'm not a racist. I'm not. I know you're not a racist.

Heads up! Whoa! Hey, are you feeling...

Ah! What the fuck?

What if that was a bullet?

I'm training you. You're welcome.

Guys, let's go out, you know? Let's get out of here.

It's New Orleans. You know, like,

we're young and free, and we should find a block party.

We could find one with a contest or something.

Like, a contest for our bodies.

And we show, like...

...our boobs or something. I don't know.

But I wanna do something...

...terrible.

I wanna do something terrible.

Are you okay?

Excuse me. Hello, ladies.

What's this? That was a piña colada

but I drank it, so now it's an empty cup for my friend Julia.

Oh, my God.

Jesus Christ.

Is he here? I knew this was a good bar!

I'm gonna go find him.

Oh! Oh!

What?

What the hell? I'm the fucking man right now!

Oh, my gosh, she's texting. Who is she texting?

Who are you texting? Nobody.

Do you think if I text him I'm pregnant it would change anything?

Is there a pregnant emoticon? Like, pregnant?

What if I text him that I'm dying?

What if I text him that he's dying?

Because I'm going to murder you, you...

Okay, give me that.

Okay. I'm not watching you repeat yourself.

You're like the Little Engine That Could

that just keeps running off the tracks.

I am stopping this train. No more.

I'm sorry. I am. You know, I'm sorry, Sophie.

You're so good to me, and I don't know how this keeps happening.

Do I just suck? No.

Am I just like Suckball McGee over here?

No, you're not Suckball McGee. Oh, come here.

You know what? You're just a work in progress, babe.

Oh! Sophie. Okay.

Why don't you come to work with me tomorrow?

Really? Yeah.

You can just chill, we can pet the cats.

I love the cats! They love you.

Oh, I love you so much. Yeah. I love you, too.

Crazy.

In reference to Target M4937,

you have been assigned a new identity.

You are FBI Agent Leonard Knox from the Alabama field office.

New Orleans PD is at your disposal.

Hopper, because of your personal relationship with the target,

we remind you that failure will not be tolerated.

Eliminating the target is now your top priority.

Knox?

Agent Leonard Knox? Uh-huh.

And you are?

Detective Gus Patrick.

Welcome to New Orleans.

Nice to meet you.

Is this supposed to be relaxing?

Well, normally it is. You just make everything so crazy.

I don't make... Why are you wearing the cat ears?

They sell them behind the counter.

Those are for the little kids.

Well, I feel beautiful.

But you guys are okay, aren't you? You're just the cutest.

No, that is Hannibal. He's a straight-up killer.

This one? Yeah, he'll fucking scratch your face off.

Are you crazy? Are you crazy?

This is a metaphor.

No. This cat is my soul.

It's not a metaphor. I need to confront this.

Martha, no. We're gonna be best buddies.

I would not stand that close to the cage.

Martha, what are you doing? It's gonna be okay.

What are you doing? No. Hey, little buddy.

So in the metaphor, do you think I won or lost?

God, it just exploded.

I mean, it pissed right in your face.

Ugh!

Sorry. You really took the brunt of it.

I thought you'd have better reflexes working with cats so long.

Do you think that's a defense mechanism?

That it pisses right in your face?

Is that like a...

Evolutionary sort of...

I'm really sorry, Sophie.

It wasn't a metaphor. Yeah, I realize that now.

Yeah.

You should go home.

Are you sure? Yeah.

Yeah, very sure.

Okay.

I will see you at home.

Is it crazy that I want you to stay

When I tell you to leave When I tell you go?

Is it crazy that I say your name more times a day Than I say my own?

Tell me, baby, Is it crazy?

'Cause I ain't been myself Lately something's going on

Nah, boy, I ain't even slept I been up all night long

In my head

Tryin' to figure out What I want, what I do What I don't

Is it crazy all them answers is you?

Tell me 'cause I don't understand

How someone just can Walk into your life

And everything before them You forget?

Is it crazy?

How'd you do that?

This is a lot of condoms.

Enough condoms here to choke a goat.

What? I don't know what I just said.

Hey, you wanna get out of here?

What? Is that creepy?

Sometimes I don't know I'm being creepy.

Do you wanna go on a date?

I mean, do you wanna get out of here and then go on a date?

Based on what?

Based on nothing?

Just go on a date?

Well, what else are you doing today?

Fighting the urge to run away from you right now.

I'm actually on the run, too.

From creepy guys like you?

Oh, man, these guys wish they were as creepy as I am.

International hitmen.

Ugh! Gross, right?

Come on, it's 3:00 p.m. Let's go get some gumbo.

Alligator pancakes? What else you got to do today?

Other than get serial-killed

by a cartoon character?

Maybe a lot.

Was that cartoon character bothering you?

'Cause I'll kick his ass.

What happened to your hand?

Oh! It was a cat.

I don't own cats, actually. Like, I'm not like a cat lady.

I mean, I love cats, but...

...it was a rogue cat.

I think you're beautiful.

I'm more fun than a barrel of kittens.

Mmm-hmm. In a good way.

Yeah. Let's ditch this Popsicle stand.

Let's go for it. Let's go on a date. Let's go out, you and me.

Explain to me in two words why I should hang with you.

Two words?

Um...

"Or else."

Wow, that's actually really fucking creepy.

That's really creepy, right? Yeah.

Come on.

You gonna pay for those?

- Um, I did. Didn't I pay for these already? - No.

Oh, I didn't. I'm so sorry. So sorry.

You caught me.

Hey, buddy. What... Mmm-hmm?

You can't just attack it from the bottom willy-nilly.

You were doing fine before. Just eat it like a...

...you know, like a normal human man.

- Are you... - What are you, the hot dog police?

Are you new to eating?

I love that shirt. Oh, really?

Yeah, it's confident. You've got like a confidence thing.

I have a confidence thing?

Yeah, like "fuck everybody." You know what I mean?

Excuse me, ladies. Don't you think she has like a confidence thing?

Sorry. He's a crazy person. I don't know him.

But you do.

It's funny, though, 'cause this was an ordeal.

You know, it's like every time I get dressed,

I have to confront, like, what does this say about me?

'Cause I have stuff going on in here and in here.

And I need my shirt to be a reflection of that.

That's a lot of responsibility for a shirt.

Yeah. Well, I probably don't need to tackle the meaning of life

every time I make a decision about clothes.

I actually relate to that. Oh, yeah?

Yeah. It takes me, like, half an hour every morning

just to decide what to wear.

Oh, 'cause I thought this was a terrible, terrible accident.

No, this was a conscious decision.

I'm completely fucking bananas.

You're funny.

Mmm...

You didn't finish your story about the museum dig thing.

Oh, yeah, well, it never happened.

I met Jeff and it was sort of about him and his dreams and his goals.

And he's a professor, so...

Well, I guess I'm supposed to be, too, if I honor my degree.

How'd he die?

He's...

No, he's alive, he's fine.

He's just an asshole.

Well, I mean, he wasn't at first,

but then he sort of Scooby-Doo-style...

...you know, unmasked himself.

Oh, secret asshole. Yeah. Yes. The worst.

I think it's my selection process.

Just every guy I get attached to, you know,

turns out to be secretly like...

Yeah. Am I in trouble?

Like, am I gonna get Asshole Syndrome?

Oh, no, but it's not a secret you're an asshole.

Oh, well, then we're fine.

I think the guy thing's just a symptom, though.

I think I don't know what I'm doing generally.

You know. Mmm.

If you know that, why don't you change it?

Well... Is a question only dickheads ask?

Sorry.

Yeah, dragons.

You know, 'cause humans just wanna put a name on something

to make it feel safe, but really,

what is a dinosaur other than a dragon?

Sorry, I feel like I've been talking about paleontology a lot.

I don't know anything about you.

Really? Yeah.

Well, that's too bad,

because I'm a fascinating and complex person.

Is that right? Yeah, kinda sorta.

What do you do? I travel a lot.

And I buy used cars, old cars, vintage cars.

I travel, looking for cars.

And I kill people, but not so much anymore.

Oh, you split the time?

Fuck! Hey, you okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.

What was that?

Goddamn it!

Just some poopyhead trying to kill me.

You wanna shake him? Yeah.

Maybe he's trying to kill you.

Is there something you're not telling me?

See, I think my problem is that

I have to be the best ever at everything that I do.

Like if I'm picking out a suit,

or I'm waterboarding a terrorist. Sure.

Or I'm doing a soufflé or being someone's boyfriend,

I have to be the best ever at it.

I think I'm just trying to

take life more seriously these days. What's so funny?

You're just the corniest person I've ever met.

I am.

Shuck me. But number one.

Number one. Number one.

Um... So then like...

Philosophically, you're opposed to casual sex, 'cause...

Well, I usually do it naked. I don't know what's more casual than that.

I once dated a girl, we had formal sex.

I had to wear a tuxedo. Sure.

It got really sweaty. The bowtie got all crooked.

That's so stupid.

It's really stupid. I'm here every Tuesday.

Try the veal.

This is cute.

You like that? Yeah, it's pretty cool.

Hello. Hey. Hello.

How are you?

You're really pretty.

That was dumb. Corny.

Yeah. You're the worst.

Oh, my God.

Put that down.

Oh! Hello.

Hmm. Oh-oh.

Hi.

Hi. Hey, Sophie.

Hey. Have we met before?

No. I'm the crazy guy that Martha met at the supermarket.

Now I know where you live. Hey! Whoa!

Oh. Awesome.

Wow, you look great. You really do like dragons, huh?

And bonus tigers.

Why don't you park those dragons right here?

So, I should let you know I still feel, like, a little messed up over the...

...um, the other thing, the previous thing, you know.

Scooby-Doo? Yeah.

So, um, I still want you to stay, if you wanna stay, though.

Well...

Yeah! Hang out until infinity!

Yay! I'm down!

Jumping on a bed! Yay!

Sorry.

If I'm being jumpy, I'm just a little nervous. I think I like you.

You don't think that this is too much, do you?

Nah.

I still think we should've cut his head off,

though, you know? Turns up the volume.

Johnny Moon, you sick fuck.

This is the beginning of a new era.

Once we are back in Jersey, we're gonna be in charge.

We're not gonna be stuck down here in this fucking armpit of a fucking city.

No offense, I know you grew up here. No offense taken.

I like you. I mean, you're not a smart guy and you're not a tough guy

but you make big calls and you got big balls.

I mean, getting Clown Nose to kill Richie so you can take over?

Wow. This is a terrible fucking plan, but...

I believe in it. It's gonna be fun.

Hey, check it out.

Houdini here is still alive.

Hey, Paco!

You having a rough night, buddy?

What?

All right.

Okay, let's get him up. Ready?

All right, you ready? Yeah.

One, two, three.

- That's him? - Yeah.

I like it. I like it a lot.

How long you said you've been tracking him?

FBI's been on him for 10 years.

The CIA for 15.

I've been running point for five.

Why don't we just grab him right now?

With a task force, lock up the street with snipers and SWAT.

You really want to clean up that many bodies?

Yeah!

I'm in love.

- Are you kidding me right now? - What?

I used to make breakfast for you all the time.

Yeah, in a microwave.

That guy last night, he seemed really, like...

Fancy homeless.

Oh, my God. I just realized I don't know his name.

Who, Mr. Right?

Yeah, we were together for like 10 hours. It never came up.

You slept with him and you don't know his name?

I did not sleep with him.

Okay, we slept together. We didn't have sex.

We cuddled. It was adorable.

Okay. I don't need a name for that.

But still, I mean, he didn't tell you his name.

Martha, at some point, you're gonna just have to

start recognizing these red flags.

Why? Do you think he's evil?

What if he is?

You know, when I was little,

I had this fantasy that I was dating Lex Luthor.

From Superman? Wasn't he like a genius?

Your guy is more like a sexy Rain Man or something.

Thank you. But you know what?

I don't really think this is about him.

I think you're just in an unstable time

and maybe you're just latching onto this guy

because, you know, the first guy you meet...

Mmm. Yeah, I think I'm in love with him. Is that stupid?

Yes. Hard yes.

What is that? I want support.

I just made you a pancake. You have to be nice.

You're saying batshit crazy things.

I think you may be having, like, an early mid-life crisis, okay?

That doesn't sound like me.

Mmm!

Pretty good. He just makes me feel...

I don't know, like you said, Mr. Right.

Oh, my God.

Can you fry whip cream?

Why not?

Oh! What?

How come you're still alive?

What are you doing, Hopper?

The company says you stopped checking in.

What's your big plan?

Well, I'm bringing him in.

What the hell? He killed my whole fucking team!

He's mine, and I'm taking him out.

Oh, really? You have a better idea?

Always. Literally, always.

I will always have a better idea than you.

I know this guy. I know his weak spot.

I trained him.

So for now, we wait.

Mmm! Yeah, like pussies, huh?

Yeah, okay. Like pussies.

We're in a big pussy parade.

Hey!

I'm not in a pussy parade, all right?

You watch your fucking mouth, Hopper.

It's the wife.

I know what you mean.

So what's the story on Hopper? Who?

Ed Hopper. His name keeps coming up in the files.

He used to work with our boy, right?

Some sort of master of disguise, secret agent-type dude.

I mean, I didn't read the whole thing, but...

Well, of course you didn't, but if you had,

you'd know that Hopper's been missing almost 12 years now.

They worked together in the Ultra program at the CIA

but that went down in flames, end of story.

Forget Hopper.

Let's focus on one psycho at a time.

All right.

Hey, Monster.

Did you just call me "Monster"? Yeah, it's like a nickname.

Like Marth, Marthster, Monster, that sort of thing.

Yeah, into it.

Worth noting that nicknames are supposed to happen, like,

organically over time, but...

Okay. I can say it like a thousand times in 10 minutes.

Monster, Monster, Monster, Monster, Monster, Monster.

Yeah, just Stockholm syndrome me.

I love that album.

It's better than Agatha. Who's Agatha?

Oh! I think Agatha is a swell middle name.

It is "swell." It is swell 'cause it's basically from 1935.

And Martha Agatha, it's just a double menopause punch in the... Ugh!

It's brutal.

Hey, you wanna do like a role-play thing?

Where I'm an old lady?

Yeah, I could get into that. We could get, like, a walker, a cane.

Actually, I mean, it's my, sort of, dream

to eventually be the old lady in the neighborhood that's like

the crazy old lady, like crazy old Martha

and just have, like, messy white hair and, like, ratty clothes

and I just drive around all day dead-eyeing teenagers.

That's awesome. It's like...

It's my dream.

I can't wait to be there for that.

Hey, are you hungry?

Excuse me, waiter? Can I...

I'm sorry, I have to just go outside for a second.

I'm really sorry.

Hey, buddy, here's the thing.

I'm on a date, and I like this girl.

Can't we do this tomorrow?

I'd kill you in a park, I'd kill you at the beach.

Maybe rent a nice, cozy hotel room? I'd kill you there.

We'll get a big fruit plate, hang out, we could hold hands.

Fuck you, bitch.

Are we done?

Where the fuck you going, pussy?

I'm gonna kill you and your fucking bitch.

You heard me.

What?

You fucking heard me. Come get some.

Why'd you have to go and threaten her?

That's not a nice thing to say.

All right, gimme a second.

Yeah, come on, princess.

Let me know when you're comfortable.

Let's go, bitch!

Fuck! Hurts, don't it?

Whoa!

Okay.

Fucking guys.

That guy's really homophobic.

Get the fuck off me!

All right, have you had enough?

You could've gotten blood on me.

This is a nice girl.

I'm just...

I want it to go well.

I like this girl.

Hey, did you have to finish a book on tape?

No, sorry. I had to kill somebody in the parking lot.

Some asshole. Yeah, he was a real dickhead.

Hey, you mind if I come around to your side of the table?

Oh, yeah. Sure.

Yep. Okay. I love it.

Let's fly in the face of traditional face-to-face dining.

Yeah. There's too much real estate between us.

Anarchy. I'm starving.

I know. After killing that guy, you must be exhausted.

Right?

Let's get some food. Okay.

I don't understand.

Why would anybody kill Paco?

And dump his body under a bridge?

Well, to get at us, Richie.

I mean, they're trying to suss us out.

I think that it is this local big dick, Hector Garcia.

Paco must have talked.

I mean, he probably let it slip that

he was helping to hide out big-money, up north scaries.

Fuck.

We have to tell Dad. What? No, we don't have to tell Dad shit.

They're still cleaning blood off the walls back at home, Von.

And might I remind you that this was your fucking mess?

I apologize.

Yeah. I got an idea.

There's word on a guy.

Big-time hitman that wears a clown nose.

Maybe he takes care of the job for us.

Yeah. This, I like this.

Yeah, he makes a statement.

No, no. I'm not hiring some

straight-off-the-boat asshole to fix our problems.

We're supposed to be lying low.

That's great, that's great. That's a much better fucking plan.

We'll just stay locked up like a bunch of fucking rats

waiting for the FBI to knock on our fucking door!

Oh, that's great, Richie. Eight years of therapy is working out beautifully.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. I apologize.

I like what Johnny's saying because this guy,

he's like a real international contractor.

I mean, he's this Bruce Lee, James Bond-type of bad-ass motherfucker.

We get him to make a move on Garcia

and we stop this shit before it starts.

Okay.

Okay.

Go, uh, find your professional.

I'll meet with him.

Okay?

Here you go. Thank you.

Where's Sophie?

Uh, she's with a guy who doesn't wanna be in a relationship,

so it's a real treat for her.

Ah.

What's your name? My name?

Yeah, I realized...

I was kinda having fun not knowing,

but now I think it's more weird than adorable.

Is it hot in here? Um... I don't really like my name.

I just kinda...

I kinda hate it and it makes me angry.

And I've been really honest with you about everything.

And I know it's only been a couple of days,

and that's not a big accomplishment or something,

but I just don't like my name and I don't wanna tell you. Is that okay?

Okay.

Weirdo.

Um...

How'd you do that thing in the store?

What thing?

You know, the, like...

The way you move sometimes. It's like...

It's like you know, um...

Oh, yeah, that thing. Right. Yeah.

You wanna see a trick?

Okay.

Is this gonna get, like, scary?

Uh, no scarier than usual, I don't think.

There aren't usually knives.

Well, first time for everything.

Um... Ever since I was a little boy,

I've had an idea.

It's more of a theory, really.

Keep up. I'm trying.

Everything we see, like physical things, it's all just islands.

And under it, carrying it, is this sweeping current.

And if you pay attention,

you can start to feel it.

Yeah.

You see how your hand moves with mine?

You can feel it. Right?

That's okay, just concentrate on the knife.

Now if we can feel the current,

we can feel other things in the current.

People.

Watch the knife.

And we can feel how the current will move them.

And we can see where they'll go.

It's all in the movement, you see, it pushes itself.

It's easier to move with it than against it.

Jesus Christ! What? What?

Why the fuck would you do that?

I thought you were gonna catch it.

Catch it? Did you not see where it was gonna go?

I can't catch a knife. Sure you can.

No, I can't. Yes, you can.

Remember last night when we were dancing?

You have an energy. You've got a knack for this.

Shit. This is crazy.

Oh, my God. Look, I...

I had a really nice night or whatever.

I know you can feel it, Martha.

You don't know how yet, but I can keep showing you.

No, no, no.

You need to leave right now.

You can feel it. It doesn't matter what I feel!

Martha.

Yeah.

Cool, right?

That's so gnarly.

No, no more.

No more, no more. I get it. It's okay.

I should be so freaked out.

- Why don't you give me one of those back? - Okay.

Yeah.

Yeah, baby.

So...

It's like a pulse?

Yeah, kinda. I never tried to explain it to anybody before.

No? Yeah.

You never talked to anybody about it? No.

Why me?

Because I wanted you to know.

I needed you to know. You have a...

A grace. I just knew you'd understand.

And that's how you knew I'd catch a knife?

I didn't know you'd catch the knife.

I believed you could catch the knife.

I wanted you to catch the knife.

But there was no way that I could know.

You're the one who did it. You're the one who knew.

Are you mad?

No.

No, I'm not mad.

I think I'm crazy.

Me too.

And also, I want you.

I mean, really.

I really do.

I think that's doable.

Shut up. I mean, immediately.

Huh.

Hi.

You come here often? Oh, you didn't like my breakfast?

You know, I gotta do this five-second stop,

and then maybe we could get a little something.

Okay. Yeah?

Cool. Okay.

It's weird. I feel like I've been in a coma with you.

Like, I don't remember...

...what my life was like before three days ago.

Yeah.

Me, too.

So, when we were in bed last night...

Oh, no, it's fine. I smelled it.

I know, gumbo, hot dogs, I get it. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

You're such an idiot.

No... It doesn't bother me. It's fine.

I...

...saw your, um...

The scar on your back. Oh! Yeah.

Um...

Well...

Ah... It's a long story. I was in Serbia

chasing this guy all over the tundra...

And, um...

The whole area's a war zone, and I...

I finally find the guy, and he's already dead.

This is when I used to work for a corporation. The CIA, et cetera.

Yeah. Anyway.

A piece of ceiling tile missed my heart by about two inches.

Some rubble hit my back, that's what the scar is from.

It hit me in the head, and they said I had brain damage.

Blah-blah-blah. Doctors.

And an old friend of mine turned on me,

that's why he blew up the building.

Pretty shitty, actually.

Anyway, I think it put everything into perspective.

Maybe the brain damage helped. I don't know.

Hey, there's my guy. I'll be right back.

I'll finish the rest of the story.

Okay. Okay? You look great.

Hey.

You the guy?

I'm a guy, sure. Yeah.

Everything's in there.

Nice.

Who's that guy? Where the fuck is Richie?

Who hired you?

That's none of your business. Oh! Yeah.

Well, it's kinda my business.

What do you mean Richie's not there?

Fucking Clown Nose is supposed to kill him!

Let me see what you got here.

Hector Garcia?

Look at this guy. He looks like Serpico. What're you doing, man?

You want me to kill Hector Garcia?

That's a bit ambitious, don't you think?

Come on, you won't tell me who hired you

to hire me to kill Hector Garcia?

Fuck you, psycho. Psycho?

Yeah, get the fuck out of here before this shit gets ugly.

You're lucky I don't pop your ass right here.

You like clowns?

Shit, he just fucking killed the guy. The wrong guy.

Sorry.

That took a little longer than I thought.

What's... Are you okay?

What's...

Are you upset because I killed that guy?

Martha, how I feel about that guy

has nothing to do with how I feel about you.

Are you...

Um, can I go home, please?

Fudge.

Jeez, look at that.

Mmm-hmm.

There's little blood spatters all over the place.

I mean, the angle and the velocity is all weird, though. Like he's...

Spinning.

Dancing.

Huh?

He wasn't spinning. He was dancing.

Oh, yeah. Look at that.

Martha, wait a second. Wait a second.

God damn it.

Hold on.

Sweetheart...

Is this a fight?

You're really upset about that.

Hey, Monster, it's me.

I'm...

I don't think before I act sometimes

but I'm not a bad person.

You think bad people have the capacity to...

Love and stuff?

I'm sorry.

You've been through a lot and I'm...

Wait. Don't go.

I just wanna talk to you, that's all.

Please?

This is on your head. All right, Clevon?

I thought you were supposed to do the hire yourself.

Would you shut up for a second?

Why would anybody kill our hire in the middle of public like that?

You know what doesn't make any sense...

...is you, here in your fortress.

Okay, okay, listen to me.

If I'd been on that bridge, your own brother

would be dead right now. Is that what you want?

No.

I got an address.

I followed him back there. He dropped off his girlfriend.

Apartment number's on the back.

Okay, Von.

Go get 10 guys, local, then go to this girl's place.

When this motherfucker shows his face...

Blow his face off.

What? Ten guys?

Yeah, other than you and Moon.

From what you've said, that sounds appropriate.

But, Richie, what I'm trying to... No buts.

Get outta here. Go.

Martha.

Martha. There's two guys here from the FBI to see you.

Are you in there?

His name is Francis Munch.

Formerly one of the world's most notorious professional killers.

He's been in the game since he was a teenager.

Trained at various programs.

Privatized, became a bullet for-hire

and just a meat-grinder of a man.

About two years ago,

Munch had a nervous breakdown and quit.

He quit? Why?

The guy has something close to emotions, always has.

Guilt.

Remorse.

We're guessing these "feelings" just finally caught up with him.

If he's not a hitman anymore,

why did he kill that guy on the bridge?

We think he developed a kind of moral code.

He's still notorious. People still try to hire him.

But now, he kills them.

He kills the people who hire him?

Yeah.

Because "murder is wrong."

That's insane.

I would say that's a reasonable diagnosis, yes.

Is this the place where we...

At the restaurant, yeah.

He said he killed a guy in the parking lot. I thought he was joking.

I mean, how dangerous is he?

Well, now...

How dangerous?

There's no kind of chart.

If there was, I'd say he's near the top. He's just...

Gifted.

Frighteningly gifted.

NSA, Interpol, FBI have made a combined nine attempts

to take him into custody in the last two years.

Every direct confrontation has ended in absolute, unmitigated disaster.

He dances in...

A storm of bullets and chaos, and he dances out.

So now what?

If he makes any attempt to contact you,

you call us immediately.

You get it?

Please leave a message at the tone.

Martha, it's me.

I know the smart move here is to give you some time and some space.

But I need to see you.

I'm coming over. Okay?

I'm coming over.

Hi. Hi.

Everything okay? Everything's great.

Okay.

Do you think I'm in danger?

We think he's in danger.

The man he killed has a lot of dangerous people backing him up.

But then, so did the Pirrellos, and it didn't help them none.

Who?

A little syndicate in New Jersey.

Drugs, heroin mainly.

Tried to hire Munch and he killed 'em all.

Only a guy from the Cartigan family made it out.

John...

Tom? I forget his name. No.

No. You misunderstand.

I mean, do you think I'm in any danger from him?

Well...

When you're a contract killer, you have no friends.

You barely ever talk to anyone.

You spend hours in endless motels...

Cars.

Planes.

Just sitting there...

Staring at nothing.

But around you, his behavior is unique.

He expresses himself.

Emotions other than that blank, happy thing he's got going on.

You're the one person he's had any kind of meaningful interaction with

that didn't end in a bullet.

So are you safe? Are you in danger?

Well, let me put it to you this way.

You're clearly an asset to him.

Which makes you an asset to me.

So you can sleep tight...

Martha.

- Hey, what the fuck, man? - This beauty's yours.

What the fuck am I supposed to do with this?

It's simple.

Bullets come out that end. They hit people and then people die.

This is like some World War Two-ass old shotgun.

And you said this guy's a supersonic psycho killer, right?

You want me to go out like I'm duck hunting on this motherfucker?

I'm sorry, Steve.

It was the best that we could do on short notice.

Look, he has no idea we're coming, all right?

Just walk up to the guy and shoot him in the face, all right?

I've seen crackheads in Brooklyn with better guns.

I'm sure a cocksucker like you could do it.

You watch your fucking mouth, you blinged out, Cajun green goblin.

Look at this shit.

Like Elmer-fucking-Fudd, man.

Oh! Really? A grenade?

I taught you that one, Francis.

Ahoy, mate.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

Um...

I know, I know. Is this guy dead? Or...

Just unconscious.

I'm really sorry. Okay.

Do you have any... You have a bathtub, right?

Hey, I'm not sure, um, that you should be here...

'Cause...

I don't know, I feel really confused, and...

Like, we should probably take a break.

What do you mean...

A break?

Okay.

Okay.

No, wait, wait. Okay, um... What? What?

Like, this whole reverse hitman thing is like...

It's weird, I know.

Awkward. I kill a whole bunch of people.

But they suck. They're like bad people.

But that's not an excuse. I should stop.

I'm just panic-rationalizing this to myself. I mean, I realize I'm doing it.

Honey, you are, but you're doing great.

Okay. Uh-huh? Okay. Really good.

Okay, whatever.

What the fuck?

- Hey, Sophie. - Hey, buddy.

Is he dead? Oh, he's just taking a nap.

I can see him breathing.

What the fuck?

You're gonna take the east side, right?

Yeah, I'll cover it. I see anything, I'll let you know.

Shit! Shit!

Hey, uh, Knox, look, we've got trouble.

Twelve uglies heading in the building right now.

Knox? Do you copy?

Who the hell is Knox?

He's the FBI guy.

FBI? No, no, no. Yeah.

That guy Hopper's a seriously mean bad guy.

Haven't seen him in a while.

He looks different. He looks different every time.

Who is he? Oh, it's a long story.

After I left the agency, he was...

We used to work together. We were really close.

And then I said, "I don't wanna kill people."

And he was like, "You have to come back and kill people."

And he blew up a building on me in Serbia.

Okay, so he's not with the FBI? What?

Nope.

We're gonna be fine. Uh, Francis, I just...

What? What did you call me?

Did you just call me...

He told you my name?

Motherfucker! Motherfucker!

Fucking motherfucker!

All right, that was unnecessary. I'm sorry, let's go. We gotta go.

No, I'm not gonna go.

Why not? 'Cause you're a criminal, and you lied to me.

Martha, you can't go with him. He just killed a cop.

Shut your face. Thank you.

I never lied to you. Not once did I ever lie to you.

Martha, listen to me. Well, I guess, yeah, that's true.

I mean, I did think you were joking, in fairness.

Martha, we should call the police now. Please.

I'm gonna shoot you in the armpit. Great, great. Can't wait.

I would never do that, I'm not gonna shoot her.

We've got a dead body in our home, hello!

How about if I miss your armpit, I'm gonna shoot you in the eye?

I'm not talking to you right now. I would never do that.

- I'm sorry. I'm pretending. - He could kill us!

We could be dead in an hour!

Martha! Martha! Get off of me!

You live in there now, in silence. I'll let you out later.

- I never lied to you. - I'm not gonna be silent!

I mean, what do you want from me? I'm here. That's real.

I don't know, though, 'cause you show up, and you're, like,

the greatest thing ever, and then...

I can't believe you're letting him lock me in like this!

You kill people, and this guy's from the FBI,

but then he's not from the FBI, and...

I don't know. It's just overwhelming, you know?

I mean, I don't think it's healthy.

- Nobody's normal. - Fuck you guys.

Nobody's normal, nobody's healthy.

Listen to me. We don't have time,

so you've gotta decide now. Okay?

I love you. I wanna do this.

What are you gonna do for the rest of your life?

You and me, you're all I've got. Am I being crazy?

Am I nuts?

Let's do this. This is it.

Now, honey, we've gotta do this now.

- My God, stop talking. - I'm totally into it.

- Yeah? - You're both fucking insane!

Let's go.

Ah! This is gonna be tough. Why?

I can't kill anybody.

Last time I killed somebody, you really freaked out.

Oh, no, no, I'm fine.

Okay, now don't do that. Don't do what?

Well, 'cause later you'll say... No, I'm not doing anything.

Trust me? Yes.

You look hot.

You look beautiful. Hold my hand. Okay.

Ho! Nice shot!

Yeah! Nice, baby!

You all right? Huh? How'd you do that?

Oh, some people waste time with the "fighting."

I skip straight to the "winning."

We'd better get out of here.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Fuck!

Whoa! Hey...

Fuck!

Was that even a shotgun?

What the hell was that? What just hit me?

You okay? Fine. Fine.

Is it bad? You look handsome.

Thanks. How's my hair? Yeah.

Hey!

Ah! Fuck, it hurts! Fuck, it hurts!

That was great. That was really...

I totally didn't see that coming.

You really got me. What's your name?

Steve.

Oh! Too many things happening, Steve.

Martha, trying not to kill anybody. I went ADD for a sec.

Why didn't you grab her? Take her hostage?

I didn't think that would be cool, man.

You didn't that would be cool? Get a load of this guy.

He didn't think that would be cool.

You got talent.

Why the fuck did they give you that piece of shit shotgun?

I don't know.

Baby. We should go.

Thank you for not taking me hostage.

Baby...

Ah!

Who the fuck are these guys now? They seem super pissed, right?

Yeah.

Where the fuck is Johnny?

I'm gonna kill one of these guys. That's fine.

It's the last one, I promise. No, I don't care.

Yeah, you say that now, but then later in the car

you're gonna be like, "Why'd you have to..."

No, I don't care. Okay.

Son of a bitch!

Okay, fellas.

So you saw that I could basically kill

all of you guys from here, right?

Was that dude your buddy?

I mean, look at that guy. That's it, that's game over.

Imagine Christmas with his parents. Maybe he's got kids.

What if he's got a cat? Maybe he's got a cat.

Who's gonna feed his cat? Who's gonna feed your cats?

I know they're paying you, but I mean, is it worth it?

We all know how this is gonna go down.

No shame here.

Good?

Anybody?

Hey! Where the fuck are you going?

We paid you for the day!

Fuck this, man!

Okay.

Anyone else?

Go fuck yourself!

Oh...

That wasn't very nice.

Hey, we got some chips here. We got some pitchers of lemonade.

Why don't we hang out and talk about this for a second?

What are you doing? Just give me a little push.

It's gonna be okay.

Ready?

One, two, three.

How you feeling, fellas?

I had fun. Nobody got hurt.

Well, a little hurt.

You should call an ambulance.

Hey, you. Wanna call an ambulance?

Okay, look, don't shoot.

This was just a big mistake.

There you go.

Have we met? Kinda.

New Jersey, right?

The Poconos, the Pinocchios, or something?

Yeah.

The Pirrellos. Pirrellos! Yeah.

Vinnie, right? It's Von, but don't...

Yeah.

You were the guy hiding under the table.

It was my first big gunfight. It was scary.

Vinnie, what did I tell you?

Did I tell you to stay out of trouble?

Stay out of trouble. That's right.

This isn't staying out of trouble, Vinnie.

I'm not the one that hired you. All right?

That was my brother, Richie.

He is the one that you want.

I literally don't care.

Okay, that's enough. Get away from him.

Steve, is that you?

Good for you, pal, you got me again.

Martha!

A clown nose, wow, that's...

That's a cute gimmick.

You know, one time I was gonna wear bowties...

Then I decided to be the guy who just killed all your friends.

I don't get it, man. Why we taking this girl?

Let's just shoot that motherfucker.

Steve...

Just do what you're told. Okay?

Johnny, let's go!

Wait a second, Vinnie.

You want her, you come and get her. Fremont and Oleda.

This is a bad call.

Hey, what about us, man? Fucking bums!

That's what happens when you Craigslist criminals.

Wait a second. Bad move. Bad move, man!

Bad move.

You're awake.

You having fun making a fool out of yourself, Francis?

Don't call me that.

What happened to you?

You used to be like the grim reaper.

I remember there was a...

A guy, he was a Yakuza twat, I think...

And he literally pissed himself

just 'cause he heard you was on the way.

What?

The clown nose is tacky.

Is there some kind of joke I'm not getting?

Knock, knock.

Who's there?

The joke you're not getting.

Get it?

That's hilarious, Francis.

Well, now it's time to go home.

You should smile more.

You'd be more popular.

That's a nice smile. See?

Police! Put your hands where I can see them!

On the ground! Stay on the ground!

Well, what took you so long?

I was waiting for backup. Nobody's here yet.

You're here now, so relax. He's in custody.

Why are you talking like that?

Why is everything such a problem?

Oh, bollocks.

- Listen, it's actually a very simple plan. - All right.

The girl is exactly where we want her.

She's in Richard's office, so the bait is set.

All that we have to do is wait for that maniac to come here,

he kills everyone that stands in his path.

We find an excuse, any excuse, to get the fuck out of here.

And then... Blip-blap-blop...

Richard's gone, I'm king of the castle.

What doesn't make sense about this?

I don't know. All of it?

Richard is waiting for you. Thanks, dickhead.

Peace to you, too. No. Just him.

You're telling me that you shot this guy in the face

and he just survived?

It was your guys that gave me a 900-year-old fucking shotgun.

- Really? - So with all due respect, mister,

I don't understand what happened.

Just give me my fucking money...

and I'm out the door.

I apologize.

What was your name again? Steve.

Steve.

Steve...

What do you like on your pizza?

Cheese, man. Yeah?

Yeah? Cheese?

How about some extra cheese?

Still working.

That's a good phone.

Now...

You. No, listen.

This is what me and Johnny are gonna do.

We're gonna go out there, all right?

We're gonna get the word out,

then we're gonna throw up a 100-grand reward.

- $100,000? That's your plan? - That's my plan.

That's a stupid idea.

Bruce, what the fuck do you even do around here, man?

If we don't know where this guy is,

no one can afford to leave this house.

- Mmm-hmm. - Honestly...

I think the safe bet is just to let her go.

Hmm?

Let her go? Really?

That's your fucking idea?

You know what? You have no idea what you are doing.

You have no balls, no... Yeah?

Fuck! Son of a bitch!

I'm going to work much harder to control my anger.

But people are dead.

The bodies are piling up and Dad is kinda gonna notice.

And the fault is yours, you piece of shit wormfuck.

I have been defending your worthless cokehead ass for years.

Fucking years.

And now I realize...

I was wrong.

You should've died with the Pirrellos.

Fuck you, Richie!

Just take the girl and get the fuck out of this room.

And I don't give a shit if you tell Mom that I beat your ass, either.

Bruce, nobody else leaves. No more fuck-ups.

If that cocksucker has the balls to show up here,

we hit him with everything we got.

Okay, okay.

I lost track of my dumb decisions a long time ago.

And you guys had an automatic M16,

military issue with a laser scope,

and you give me a fucking Elmer Fudd shotgun?

Fuck this.

Fuck, we are totally fucked.

We're gonna be stuck here when that psychopath shows up.

Will you get this for me? I can't do it. Yeah.

Yeah, we're fucked. Big deal.

You started this ride, Von.

You're the one who pushed the shitball rolling down the hill.

Seriously? Mmm-hmm?

Will you please shut the fuck up?

Watch your mouth with me, man.

Or what?

Don't let this become un-fun.

It's supposed to be fun, right?

Or I get a bad attitude.

Who the fuck do you think you are?

I'm fucking Johnny Moon.

What?

Okay. You wanna have some fun? Yeah.

You wanna have some fun?

What's that, baby? I couldn't hear you under this.

Okay. This is you guys.

"Oh, no! He's gonna come and kill us!"

"Uh! I'm Johnny Moon! I love you, Von!"

"I love you, too, Johnny! Do you wanna go on a camping trip?"

"Oh, anywhere with you, buddy."

I like this bitch, I do.

So...

Why don't you tell me...

What's it like?

Having an IQ over 17?

Dating a serial killer.

Now, I gotta slow you down right there for a second, 'cause...

To be honest, I don't understand your plan.

Like, is it a "get killed" plan?

Is it like a plan to get killed?

Like an elaborate sort of suicide pact?

Stings, right?

Are you stupid?

You're so fucked.

When he gets here, you better hope you're long gone.

Because he's going to kill you.

And if he doesn't,

I will.

You're gonna kill me? You are?

Well, they tell me successful people set achievable goals, so...

How does it feel now? Huh, bitch?

I feel...

I feel motivated.

Those fuckers. "Oh, do this, Steve.

"Do that, Steve. Come on, Steve, you can handle it.

"Take the fucked up shotgun, Steve."

Hey, what's going on?

Uh-uh!

Ooh! That looks good.

How many guys inside?

Got fucking Von, Johnny, Bruce, Richie, so that's four.

Plus six other motherfuckers with automatic weapons, man.

May I?

That oughta stir 'em up. What happened to your face?

Fucking asshole Richie beat me with a phone.

Get outta town.

No, I'm serious, man. Motherfucker beat me with a phone.

What a jerk. Yeah.

Can I have some of these gummy bears? I like the green ones.

Help yourself. That's funny, I hate the fucking green ones.

Really? Perfect.

You know what I mean?

All right, see you inside?

That's what they paid me for.

Good luck, buddy.

This fucking guy is crazy.

Von, go to Richard's office

and take him down in the basement.

You...

Upstairs.

Don't worry, Richie, everything's under control.

Motherfucker!

What's going on? You having a hard time with that?

You know, I'm used to a smaller caliber gun than this.

Here, let me take a look at that.

It's a nice gun. Thanks.

There you go. You want your gun back?

Do you want it back? Please?

Psych.

Son of a bitch, man!

Where's Martha?

Fuck you.

All right, I'll find her myself. What?

Wait. Wait, wait, wait. Wait, wait, wait.

Don't you wanna kill him? What?

You know, do your thing with the thing that you do?

Nuh... What? The hitman thing that you do.

Where they try to hire you and then you kill them

out of some fucking misguided moral fucking purpose that you have.

That crazy bullshit. No, no.

I promised my girlfriend. I don't do that anymore.

What? Yeah. You ever met a girl,

and it's just like...

You can't eat, you can't stop thinking about her?

Dude! Spare me the bullshit.

I brought you all the way here to kill him!

And you tell me that you're not killing anymore?

What the fuck?

I'm sorry, man, I don't mean to let you down.

I just have no desire to kill you or your brother.

I'm just here to pick up my girlfriend.

What the fuck, Clevon? Shut the fuck up, Richie!

Yeah, you're letting me down in a big way!

I think you two have some issues to talk about.

I'm just gonna leave you to it.

Richie, get off! Gimme that! Ow!

Ow! Hey! What's with you and the biting?

Fuck.

Hey, what's happening?

Gorgeous.

Okay.

What are you doing? What is that? Like tae Kwon do or something?

It's karate. The thing is, I don't do karate.

So that's not fair.

You got a fucking gun in your hand.

All right, well, I'll tell you what.

If I promise to put the gun down, will you not use karate?

Okay. All right, I'm gonna put the gun down.

All right, we're all good.

Ah! Fuck! That was karate!

That's definitely karate!

Wait a sec! Wait a second!

Ho-ho-ho-ho!

That's a grenade. What's the plan here?

It's a small room.

This is bad. That's real bad.

Why do you have a grenade?

Never mind. I don't wanna die.

Yeah.

Okay, hold on a second. Just stay still.

Okay.

Just breathe, just breathe. Now you're making me nervous.

Okay, you're shaking a little bit. Be careful, be careful.

We're gonna do this together. Ready?

One, two, three. There we go.

Yeah. We did that.

Why don't you sit down?

Go ahead, sit down. Relax. Just breathe.

Out through the nose, in through the mouth.

Freeze!

Hey! Whoa, Steve! Look at you.

That's my man Steve. What's happening?

Well, there's no way I could get my gun. I mean, you got...

A little red dot on my heart.

I mean, I don't think I could. Could I?

Hey, your bosses are in the other room

trying to kill each other.

Do you hate me? Do you wanna kill me?

Is that important to you?

It's not worth it to me. I'm just here to pick up my girlfriend.

So you know what?

Here's what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna put my gun down.

Okay?

What's the move, Steve?

You know what?

I like you more than those motherfuckers anyway, man.

I like you, too, man.

Hey, you know Bruce? Bruce, Steve.

Yeah. We met at the office.

Bruce is having a hard day.

Maybe you could look after him for a while.

I gotta go. I'll see you.

Mmm!

Mmm!

Hey, Monster. Hey, honey.

Ahhh! Sorry.

That was thoughtless. Terribly sorry.

What? What are you waiting for?

Gosh, you're cute.

You just like me tied up.

You pervert.

It's true. I see it now.

It's true.

Okay. Get in here, get in here. Come here.

That's mine now. That's mine now. You like that?

Why are we going so slowly?

Well, I'm a little afraid of that guy with the tank top.

Oh, Johnny Moon? Yeah.

Is that his name? Ridiculous I know, it's so stupid.

You know he spit on my face? What?

That's not the worst of it. He made fun of my nose.

Oh, no. I like how the nose looks. You do?

Yeah, 'cause it's like, it feels like everybody's having a good time.

Yeah, well, ideally they are, you know, but...

Baby. Oh, my God. Are you okay?

Knock it off, Francis.

Get out! Get outta here! Get out! Run!

All right, wait a second.

Let's talk about this.

Come on.

He must really like you.

I sure hope so, 'cause otherwise...

Coming to save me and killing all these guys is

sending some seriously mixed messages.

God, can you not laugh right now?

I've got blood in my ass crack

and my face hurts from you guys hitting me.

You're being a real ass, you know.

You know, it's funny, you being down there and me up here.

It reminds me of when I was little.

There was this kid, Eric.

Oh, this is gonna be a great story, I can tell.

Now this kid, he would pick on me every day, man.

He would scrunch up my lunch bag every day.

And I thought, you know, that kid, he's bigger than me.

He's stronger than me.

But you're gonna like this, he had this turtle.

The most important part is he loved this turtle.

And I thought, you know, I'm bigger than a turtle.

I'm stronger than a turtle.

And do you know the sound a turtle makes when you, uh...

Crush it?

It screams.

Now you're catching my drift, right?

Clown Nose shows up, he sees you bleeding out,

gets him thrown off his game.

Squish. Johnny Moon wins. Done.

You know...

The truth is...

It wasn't about Eric.

Truth is...

You know, I just

love crushing turtles.

Fuck! Ahhh!

Just fucking die!

I like turtles, you dick!

Johnny, Richie's dead!

The guy you are calling is dead. Sorry.

What? Hello? Hello?

Super-good.

Super-good.

It's not that I'm angry with you.

It's just that I'm...

Disappointed.

I'm gonna take you out into the desert.

I'm gonna dose you up on something

really, really special.

And we're gonna reprogram this shit outta your brain.

Too late for that.

This is bad.

Babe? You here?

Where the fuck is Johnny?

And why do you have his phone? Okay.

Ah, he told me to tell you that he, um,

wanted to go to Canada to visit his girlfriend. They met online.

She designs jewelry. She seems super-sweet.

Shut the fuck up! Shut up! Where is he?

Okay.

Okay.

I did kill him.

I bashed him over the head with a statue.

And you're next.

You, you...

You're lying. You're lying!

Shit!

Ah! Fuck!

You fucking bitch! I'm sorry.

Did that hurt? Fuck! My fucking hand!

I told you this would happen!

I told you, but you didn't listen to me!

Nobody listens to me!

God!

I am a T. Rex!

I am invincible!

Oh, well done.

This is great. Thanks for this.

Yeah. This isn't exactly

how I saw the day going.

Really?

I promised Martha I wouldn't kill anybody.

Oh, that's a relief.

I'll tell you what...

Francis, I might not be the good guy...

Or whatever, but it takes one to know one.

You know what I mean?

I mean, look at you.

You look like a fucking psychopath right now.

You think you're just gonna walk out of this life and settle down?

You'll never be normal.

Hey!

Hey!

Who the fuck wants to be normal anyway?

Hey, turn around, you daft cunt!

Francis!

You're gonna make me shoot you in the back, are you?

The truth is, you got boring, Hopper.

Hey, Steve!

You all right, buddy? Yeah, I'm okay now.

Look at you, man.

The bounty on Hopper's like $5 million.

What? This motherfucker's worth $5 million?

I'm rich, bitch!

Hey, you got any green ones?

I saved a couple for you.

- Thanks, man. - Hey, dancer.

Yeah? Thank you.

Hey, right on.

Hey, dummy.

Hey, baby. You're all wet.

I am wet.

I missed you. I missed you.

Where did you get these? I got 'em from Steve.

- Steve? Hey, Steve. - You know Steve?

Baby, your pupils are super dilated. Really?

Did you get shot in the face?

Yeah. I got shot in the face.

You did? Yeah.

Who did that? I'll bang him.

No, I banged him.

I banged him and I banged the other guy.

Yeah. I banged them right in their faces.

You banged two guys? I banged two guys!

That's A-list killing, Martha!

That's a clean sweep.

You got all the guys, all the main bad guys.

Yeah? Yeah.

You know, I make shit happen.

Confidence. Yeah. Confidence.

Fucking T. Rex.

Hey, listen. Huh?

We gotta go to the hospital real bad.

Okay.

Okay. Let's go. Let's go. You're right, you're right.

Hey, Steve, can you give us a ride?

Where do you wanna go first?

Oh, don't make me choose. You know I'm so bad at this.

I'm so indecisive it's like torture. Okay.

All right, I'll tell you what. I got a plan. Oh, yeah?

Jalapeno...

We go to Thailand...

For the Allosaurus dig. Lime...

We go to Brazil for the pterodactyls.

Whichever one you pick,

that's the one you really wanted.

Targets in sight.

Snatch and grab as soon as they leave the market.

Copy that. Alpha Team in position.

Oh, jalapeño! I'm really happy.

You want a... I wanted it to be the jalapeño.

Thailand? All right, Thailand it is. Yeah.

He's got nowhere to go.

Echo Team, prepare for lockdown.

Target has something in his hand.

Wait. Could be a weapon.

What's he doing? Echo Team, what can you see?

What's he doing? Echo Team,

we've lost visual contact with the female target.

We've been spotted. Shit! Where's the girl?

Who's got eyes on the girl? Where the fuck is the girl?

Oh, shit.

Whatcha looking at?

You-you-you're Just my type

Oh, you got a pulse And you are breathing

You-you-you're Just my type

Ooh, I think it's time That we get leaving

You-you-you're Just my type

Ooh, ooh, ooh!

When there's lovin' In the air

Son of a bitch!

I can't help myself But stare

Double check for Double meanings

I'm a man who's got very specific taste

You-you-you're Just my type

Ah! What the fuck?

You-you-you're Just my type

Ooh, I think it's time That we get leaving

You-you-you're Just my type

Ooh, ooh, ooh!

You-you-you're Just my type

Oh, you got a pulse And you are breathing

You-you-you're Just my type

Ooh, I think it's time That we get leaving

You-you-you're Just my type

Ooh, I got you in my sight

Aiming for Mr. Right

You're my target

Don't you dare put up a fight

This is a love game

You're driving me insane

I just want to go bang, bang, bang, bang

One, I'll pull your trigger

Two, down goes the zipper

Ooh, I'm top shelf liquor

Goes down smooth But it hits you quicker

One, I'll pull your trigger

Two, down goes the zipper

Ooh, I'm top shelf liquor

Goes down smooth But it hits you quicker

Bang, bang

Get up off of that Bang, bang

Get up off of that

Bang, bang

Bang, bang

Get up off of that Bang, bang

Get up off of that

Bang, bang

Boy, what you looking at

Girl, those crosshairs point to you

Love with a gun Go bang, bang

That's just what I'll do

One, I'll pull your trigger

Two, down goes the zipper

Ooh, I'm top shelf liquor

Goes down smooth But it hits you quicker

One, I'll pull your trigger

Two, down goes the zipper

Ooh, I'm top shelf liquor

Goes down smooth But it hits you quicker

Bang, bang

Get up off of that Bang, bang

Get up off of that

Bang, bang

Bang, bang

Get up off of that Bang, bang

Get up off of that

Bang, bang

Oh, yeah

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

One

I'll pull your trigger

Two

Down goes the zipper

One, I'll pull your trigger

Two, down goes the zipper

Ooh, I'm top shelf liquor

Goes down smooth But it hits you quicker

Bang, bang

Bang, bang

Get up off of that Bang, bang

Get up off of that

Bang, bang

Bang, bang

Get up off of that Bang, bang

Get up off of that

Bang, bang