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Previously, on "The Purge"...
Bracka? I'm Jane, from the email.
No contact from this point on. You'll get a text when it's done.
I've done something terrible
I can't be responsible for another person's death.
I have to stop it.
You need to leave this house.
Open the door, Lila! Please!
No, we need to hide, Jenna. We need to hide.
No Stanton is safe tonight.
Stop, Miguel! Stop!
I loved you so much.
Once I Purge, all this anger will be gone.
Don't let him get away!
- Miguel? - He's mine.
If you see something, do something.
Become the person tonight that you want to be tomorrow.
[dramatic music]
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[whistling]
[train horn blowing]
[indistinct talking]
Joey.
- Hey, Steve. - What's up?
Ike, do you mind?
- Hey, Joe. - Morning, Pops.
- This guy... - So how'd it go?
You got another date coming up?
Huh? Go on.
Just, you know, you call her up,
ask her to dinner,
and you take her someplace nice...
Can we talk about this later?
Huh, you're finally
getting back out there.
You know, putting the bachelor life behind you...
- Enough. Pops. - What?
Listen, she didn't show, okay?
I had a burger and left. That's it.
[machinery clanking]
Eh, stop wallowing.
Just, you get back out there, you try again.
I mean, it's like this place, right?
Put in your time, show your worth.
Look.
You're a provider, Joey.
All right?
Any girl worth a damn
would be crazy to pass that up.
Don't wallow.
[soft dramatic music]
[machinery buzzing]
♪ ♪
[electricity crackling]
[heavy breathing]
Let's see what you got, tough guy!
[grunts]
[all grunting]
[blows landing]
[groaning]
♪ ♪
[panting]
- Come on. - Let's go, let's go.
- What is that? - What is that?
Trick or treat!
We're coming for you, pretty boy.
- Come on, keep running. - We're almost there.
Marco!
Come on, come on, work.
- Polo! - Come on.
Rick, open it!
I'm trying, I'm trying.
[chuckling]
Go, go, go, go, go!
You can run but you can't hide!
[panting]
Oh, God, Rick. [lock beeping]
- They can't get in. - Don't worry.
Hey, hey. It's okay.
We're safe.
It's over. [shutters clanking]
No, it isn't.
We've got a real Vietnam War kit.
All right, tie him up right over there.
[grunting]
Come on, let's go!
[handcuffs click]
- Give me the key. - Take it easy, buddy.
- Thank you. - Bring 'em down.
Oh, wow!
This is...
So I'm guessing this wasn't, uh,
the homecoming that you kind of expected, huh?
- Fuck you. - [grunts]
[groaning] [chuckling]
Oh, look at you.
Do whatever you want to me.
But she doesn't deserve this.
No, no, no, no, no.
She deserves a lot worse.
- Don't hurt him, please! - Shut up!
I will do whatever I goddamn want
because it's my right to Purge.
[gurgling]
Hello?
David, are you here?
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
David?
♪ ♪
[clock ticking]
- Jane? - Is everything all right?
What on Earth are you doing outside?
I'm sorry, I know it's late.
Well, no, I tried to call.
I kept calling and you never...
Yes, well, after we closed our deal
I did a bit of celebrating.
I must not have heard the phone, so.
Come in. Are you, uh,
you're all right?
Sorry, I...
Sorry.
I didn't know what else to do.
- Do about what, Jane? - I'm...
I'm confused, I don't understand.
David, I made a decision about tonight that I...
Actually, you know what, Jane?
Please allow me to apologize for
making you work tonight.
Clearly a woman of your stature
should have been at home with her family, so
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
I appreciate that.
Anyway.
What's on your mind?
This place is secure, right?
Of course.
State of the art Sandin Security.
[beeping]
Why? Were you expecting some...
David, someone's coming to kill you.
[alarm beeping] [locks clanking]
Lockdown initiated, Mister Ryker.
[beep] Sector one secure.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
When did you know?
What are you talking about?
When did you know that they were going to attack?
- I... - You looked right at me.
And then you left and went to her.
I wanted to make sure you were both safe.
But you didn't, did you?
You left and you didn't come back.
Jenna, where are you going?
We're not done here.
[line trilling]
- Please pick up. - Please pick up.
- Hi, it's Lila! - You know what to do.
- Do you still love her? - [phone beeps]
Can we not?
Can we not right now?
No. Answer me.
- It doesn't matter. - It does to me.
I...
No.
I don't.
- I don't know. - I can't believe you.
Do you know why I went to that party tonight?
Why I was sucking up to all those assholes?
Because we need that deal.
Not just me. You do, too.
You really believe that?
Yes, you're goddamn right.
Jenna, I know how important it is
to you to start giving something back,
to do some good for a change.
And I want that too.
I mean, we were 12 hours away from changing everything,
so I closed my eyes and I started counting down.
- And where the hell were you? - Where was I?
- I was right there! - Bullshit!
- You were upstairs trying to... - Shut up, just shut up, Rick!
Just, please, for one second, and listen to me.
[sighs]
I saw something tonight.
Something I hoped wasn't true.
And it's been building.
I've watched it happen for a while.
And in the moment you touched that gun,
I saw your face, and I knew.
Tonight wasn't about me.
And it wasn't about us.
Tonight was all you.
Look at what you were willing to do.
I did what I had to do to provide for this family.
Jesus Christ, Rick, you almost shot a man!
Yes, and I would have pulled the trigger
if I had to, Jenna!
[soft music]
♪ ♪
I will do anything for this family,
so that she
doesn't have to eat shit the way I did.
Hearing kids call her "white trash."
Buying groceries with food stamps
or clothes at Goodwill.
That shit is in my bones.
And I won't go back, all right? I'll do whatever it takes.
Don't act like I'm some spoiled brat.
I didn't grow up like them.
No, but you didn't grow up like me.
That's it.
That's it, isn't it?
You have something to prove,
but not to me, to yourself.
Getting that deal done, it somehow means that you've...
You've made it.
Well, I just don't like the person it makes you.
Ever since we met Stanton,
I've watched the man I fell in love with
turn into something that scares me.
Yeah? Is that why you left me there?
To die?
Because you were scared?
It wasn't so you could just run off with your girlfriend?
Rick! Rick, you are not listening to me.
It's not about Lila, it's about you!
I miss the person who would have done anything
to protect his family from those people tonight,
not become one of them.
That's the man I love.
That's the man I miss.
Jen...
- [chuckling] - [gurgling, gasping]
- Whoo! - You still with me?
Don't die on me yet, buddy.
Okay.
Mm.
Step right up!
[brooding music]
- What are you doing here? - You wrote me.
- Yeah. - To say goodbye.
I can't keep fighting.
Miguel, I can't.
This night
has taken everything.
I just want to see Mom and Dad.
They're not ready to see you yet.
All right? They want you here with me.
Miguel...
- Pen. - [speaking Spanish]
Okay, all right!
Enough. Shall we?
You can have me, but let my brother go.
- Pen! - I'm trying to save your life.
If you give in, then I give up.
And I'll be right behind you.
That's really sweet.
But sorry, no deal.
I'm gonna Purge both of you.
I should have killed you when I had the chance.
Yeah, you probably should have.
But, you know, hindsight being 20/20,
that makes sense.
More like 10/10.
You know,
for the longest time
all I did was... was think about killing you both.
I went over it, like, a thousand different times in my head.
And I imagined what the world would feel like
without you in it.
And eventually,
it just got... It just felt right.
Don't fucking touch her.
You know, we're not that different,
you and me.
- Yeah? - How's that?
Well, we, uh, we both kill
because the government says that it's okay.
Hoorah, motherfucker, hoorah!
[tense music]
All right, you ready?
- Man. - [panting]
I gotta know. Who are you?
All that matters right now is that we get you inside.
[distant explosions]
Man, I know you.
- I don't think so. - Yeah.
I do.
You remember those little candies?
The fruity and mint?
Fruity?
You know the ones I'm talking about?
Lifesavers?
Exactly.
That's what you are, man.
Can you walk?
[grunts]
- A goddamn lifesaver, man. - I got you.
[upbeat rock music]
[kick lands] [yelps]
♪ ♪
Hey, listen up!
We get the Lost Horse shipment finished today,
first round's on me.
[all cheering]
[country rock music playing]
♪ ♪
Next round on me, all right?
- Come on. - I'll see you later.
JJ, can I get one?
[glasses clinking] [indistinct chatter]
Good day today.
Tell me you don't think she's your friend.
Are you drunk already?
No, you listen to me, all right?
She's management, so, by definition, the enemy.
I'm gonna get you a cab.
She... she may smile at you,
but she's the goddamn Grim Reaper.
Hey, JJ, can you get him a ride?
- You got it. - [coughing]
- Hey. - [groans]
Did you call a doctor about that?
I will next week.
I will tomorrow.
Come on, you have to have somebody
take a look at that.
I'm fine, Joey.
30 years on the line breathing shit.
What do you expect?
- We have good union insurance. - That's what it's there for.
Yeah, well, I better hurry up and use it
before we go under.
We're not going anywhere.
Saticoy has been there for 50 years.
Grandpa helped build the place.
We make stuff that lasts.
Nothing lasts forever.
I mean, sure, that wheel will keep turning,
till they find a cheaper way to make it!
Okay, hey, rise and shine.
Say good night to John, everyone.
We're dinosaurs, Joey.
And that meteor, that meteor is coming.
[sighs]
It's coming.
[dramatic whoosh]
[distant sirens wailing]
Look, I
see what this night has done to me.
And I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
I got lost trying to make sure that...
that our baby's parents don't have to struggle
the way that mine did.
And that's not an excuse.
You're right.
And I don't need any of it.
I just need you.
You're my home, Jen.
Everything else is just wallpaper.
Here, let me... let me...
No, I got it.
You're gorgeous.
I'm going to bed.
I had a dream the other night we were holding her.
She opened her eyes for the first time.
And suddenly she became a person.
And she... she looked at me,
and it was the most incredible thing
I've ever seen in my entire life.
And you...
You gave me her,
and I held her,
and I...
I started crying.
She just fit so perfectly.
It was like
my arms were designed to hold her.
And that's all I want.
That's all I need.
- What if I don't believe you? - Come here.
I love you so much.
I could stay right here and be happy.
But you want to keep going.
Until when?
When is it enough?
I don't know.
I know you want to provide.
And I do too, but for me that means
knowing when you have more than enough to be happy.
What I saw tonight, the excess, the privilege,
nothing is worth ending up like that.
All that matters is
who you are and who you're with.
I don't want to lose you.
Okay? I'll... I'll do whatever it takes.
Then stop climbing, or you will.
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
[door shuts]
So first,
I'm gonna take your eye.
And then I'm gonna take your sister.
But before you bleed out,
you're gonna see all of that.
Well...
Or half of it, at least.
[blade flings] Oh, ho, ho, ho.
- So then get on with it. - Okay!
[clears throat]
Oh.
You know, when the, uh,
when the cornea bursts,
you'll see the most spectacular colors.
So enjoy that.
Because after that, it's all black.
[brooding music]
[indistinct announcements]
Do you have any last words?
Yeah.
You missed a spot.
[grunts]
The key.
Your time is almost up.
You can purchase more time at the ticket kiosk.
Miguel.
Your time is almost up.
You can purchase more time at the ticket kiosk.
[distant] Hurry up, there's a line forming!
I'm actually impressed, Miss Barbour.
To be honest, I...
I really didn't think you had it in you.
You don't understand.
This woman, she's still out there.
She's on her way here.
Oh, I understand.
You paid for my murder, which...
is your right under the law.
And I have to live with that.
But she's not going to stop
until it's done.
Is your family upstairs?
My family is in Paris.
- Okay. - We have to get ready.
- Now. - I admire you.
For coming here tonight, risking your life for mine.
Hell, I even applaud the initiative.
Though I'm not quite sure
the board would approve your promotion
even with me out of the picture.
Which was your objective, right?
Oh, I've watched you waste your potential
year after year after year,
wondering when you would reach out and
start taking what was rightfully yours.
[ominous music]
How rewarding it must feel
to finally do something about it, huh?
It's not, believe me.
It's a brutal fucking world out there,
isn't it, Jane?
- Do you have a gun? - Mm.
- 'Course I do. - Get it.
I'll stay here until she comes.
I'll make sure she calls it off.
She.
You really hired a woman to do this, huh?
[soft chuckle]
Well, nobody's getting in here, Miss Barbour.
They can't.
Not without my permission.
So what do you say?
How about a tour?
You've got nothing to worry about, I can assure you.
It's totally safe.
And as a fellow art history buff,
I've got a few pieces that I think
you're really gonna love.
Come on.
After you.
Okay.
[distant cheering]
[grunting]
Miguel!
Miguel, hurry up!
[kicks landing] [coughing]
[gasping]
[choking]
[gurgling, grunting]
[neck cracks] [gasps]
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[key clinks]
[distant cheering]
[screaming]
- Pen. - Pen, stop, stop.
- [screaming] - Stop, stop.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay. It's all right.
It's okay.
He's not gonna hurt you anymore.
He's not gonna hurt you.
He's not gonna hurt you. He's dead.
Come on. Come on.
We gotta move, let's go.
Grab his jacket.
Quick. Quick.
I...
Okay.
Quick, Pen.
Go. Go, quick.
[distant cheering]
Time's up.
Please exit the Witch Tent now.
- Thank you. - Shut up, you're next!
Please exit the Witch Tent now.
- Come on. - We gotta go.
[gun clicks]
Come on, let's go.
[gunshots] Get down.
[guns reload] [body thuds]
[shouts]
[gunshot]
Yeah, shoot him again!
[phone beeps] [dial tone]
[beeping]
[line trilling]
- Come on, Lila. - Pick up. Pick up.
Lila!
[indistinct shouting] [silenced gunshots]
Lila?
Lila!
She's dead.
[line cuts out]
[dark music swells]
♪ ♪
[soft crying]
This building originally housed
one of the first daily papers here in the city.
After it went defunct,
it stood abandoned for nearly 30 years.
It's right here, to the right.
It was abandoned for nearly 30 years,
until I was able to pick it up in an auction.
Right around the corner here is one of my favorite pieces.
This right here
is an original LeMercier.
One of only four he made before he was committed.
What do you think?
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- It's lovely. - Better be.
Cost me 600 grand. [elevator beeps]
- David, shouldn't we be... - Yes. No, no, no, no.
There's just one more thing I'd like to show you.
It's on the floor below.
It's the pièce de résistance.
One of the finest collections in the city.
And also, there's a full bath and private bedroom.
And it's all yours until the night is over.
Consider it my apology to you for
making you work on Purge Night.
Okay?
Come.
♪ ♪
[soft voice echoes] Don't touch me!
Jane, please.
Do you really want to spend the rest of the night
out on the streets?
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Jane?
Jane.
[crows cawing]
- I don't know. - I don't know what's going on.
- Hey, Joe. - What's up with this shit?
- Yeah? - Joe, open it up.
Christ.
Eileen!
They did it.
[sighs] I told you.
The meteor came and they didn't even tell us to duck.
- Open the goddamn gate! - Come on, yeah.
There she comes.
So that's it?
We're getting the axe?
No warning?
What about severance?
[crowd shouting]
Now, I know that you're all angry.
I am too.
This isn't easy for anyone.
I saw the books.
We were outperforming last quarter.
- What the hell happened? - We were.
But not at a steady enough rate.
This just isn't sustainable.
So you pull the plug and send us packing?
Forget it, Joe.
They got an offer they couldn't refuse.
Where are you sending our jobs?
Half to Mexico,
the other half to the goddamn machines, right?
- Yeah! - Yeah!
[crowd shouting]
Now, I know that some of you have questions...
Oh, we got questions?
Why don't you question this?
- I'm sorry, I'm... - Oh, yeah, "I'm sorry."
Sorry doesn't pay our bills!
[crowd shouting]
Or our health insurance.
We have families.
What are we supposed to do?
It's out of my hands.
Bullshit!
I'm sorry.
This is not right.
I'm sorry.
[crowd shouting]
I told you.
The Grim fucking Reaper.
[crowd shouting]
[bluesy music playing]
♪ ♪
[mutters]
Come on.
- I'm a clean man. - Lookit, look.
Am I?
But what is the $14,000 about?
He didn't help me with anything.
This was 2015?
- This was 2015... - [remote clicks]
[coughing]
Hey, you all right?
[coughing]
You take your meds?
[coughing]
I can't afford the good shit no more.
[coughing]
- String him up, boys! - Go fetch me that little lady.
- You won't get away with this! - [remote clicks]
Demonstrations erupted in Los Angeles today
as new restrictions were placed on water usage.
Congress will convene a special session
to resume debate.
What is this shit?
As we can see here, massive flooding
along the coastline.
- Oh, give me a break. - We thank you for joining us.
Markets took a major hit today
as U.S. manufacturing continues to decline.
[remote clicking] Playing one is Zohan, Zoha...
And that ties it up at the top of the hour...
Every day you show up to your job
on time, ready to work.
You play by the rules,
adhere to the social contract,
because you know it's the only way
to conduct yourself in a civilized society.
And yet, all your hard work and dedication
is meaningless.
Society screws you over.
You get laid off.
Your boss won't promote you.
Your wife left.
Your date stood you up.
Over and over.
You give, they take.
So now what? [distant explosion]
It's simple.
Don't wallow in disappointment.
Embrace the healing powers of violence
and Purge.
This year. Every year.
Take charge of your future.
I will be your guide.
[indistinct talking]
- All right, head up. - Act like you belong.
[bell dings] [indistinct shouting]
Two tickets! You don't know what you're gonna win!
[whip cracking] We should torch this place.
[music broods]
- Shit. - Come, quick.
[gunshots]
[shouts]
[cackling]
Let us out of here!
All right, when I tell you, start running.
- Miguel. - And don't stop.
- No. - You have a better idea?
- Yeah, I do. - Pen.
Just trust me.
Come on.
Going once, going twice,
this woman is sold for $250.
And now we have a gentleman who is lean and of average...
You wanted to blend in, right?
So blend.
Let's start the bidding at $50.
Can I get $50? Thank you very much.
And $75, right down to the front.
How about $100?
$100. $100, in the back.
Penny?
Holy mass Penny?
Goddess Penny, what happened?
Move. Let's go.
Penelope!
Penelope!
Split up and find them
before they can get to an exit.
They couldn't have gotten far.
Move, goddamn it!
Come on.
[suspenseful music]
- T-shirts! - T-shirts!
♪ ♪
[doorknob rattling]
Shit.
Come on. Come on!
[ambient music]
♪ ♪
Oh... oh...
[muffled whimpering]
Bitch put up a hell of a fight.
- I'll give you that. - [crying]
But you should never, ever, ever
hire a woman to do a man's job.
[crying]
Now, Miss Barbour,
I'd love to show you the rest of my collection.
Right this way.
[sobbing]
[soft music playing]
Look at you, beautiful.
- [soft whimper] - Shh.
- [soft crying] - Mmm, mmm, mmm.
[whimpers]
[women whimpering] I don't want to hurt you.
I just want to taste you.
- [whimpers] - Play nice.
[glasses clink] [man laughing]
You're soft.
It's a living, breathing art gallery.
You can look and touch but nothing more.
The rules are very strict.
There's no penetration,
no nudity,
and everything happens over the clothes.
If all the ladies behave and keep quiet,
they all get to go home in the morning.
Jane, when my father founded this company,
times were...
simpler.
Men were men, and.
Women were not.
Then again, he
lived by the motto "No blacks, no broads," so...
I'm sure you can appreciate how far we've come.
Thanks to a steady stream of PC bullshit
everything's become a federal crime.
I tell a woman I can't stop thinking about her,
she gets bent out of shape, she runs to the Times,
I lose my company.
I've done nothing wrong and...
my life is ruined.
But not tonight, Jane.
Not tonight.
Tonight...
Tonight we don't have to fight it.
We can give in and become the men that we once were.
[man chuckles] Yeah.
[ominous music]
Ain't America great?
[men chuckle] both: Here, here.
Anya here learned how to play the game.
Oh, yeah.
[soft laugh]
How do you think she got the corner office?
You're pigs.
Pigs. This is disgusting.
Nobody's being killed here, Miss Barbour.
We're not, uh, animals.
- What are you, then? - We're human beings,
Purging, as is our right as Americans,
as men.
You sick son of a bitch.
I should have never, ever tried to call it off.
But you did, you see.
You did.
And that's what makes you weak.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
No!
[screaming] No!
No! Get off of me!
No!
[indistinct chatter]
I've got an idea.
Come on.
- Hey, you. - Search over there.
Take the left.
[brooding music]
- The cart's going to the tent. - Let's go.
[bell dings]
There!
Right there! Get them!
- Stop. - [sirens wails]
Hands in the air.
Pen, here.
- There they are! - This way!
Throw this, now!
- Put your hands up! - Hands in the air.
[alarms wailing]
[indistinct shouting]
- Hey, go out that side! - Right there!
Hurry!
[alarm blaring] Stop. Hands in the air.
[indistinct shouting]
You're trapped, like an animal locked in a cage.
So what's the answer?
Break free. That's right.
"Give me your tired, your poor,
your huddled masses yearning to breathe free."
That's on the Statue of Liberty for a reason.
Because she's America's symbol of freedom.
She holds a torch to help us find our way.
That's what I'm offering you.
The torch.
Now come and take it.
Because we're all products of our environment,
our upbringing, our history.
But the only way to understand who you are
is to recognize where you came from.
[click]
That's how you'll know what
you're capable of becoming.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[engine turns over]
And now you're Purge AccuView weather report
brought to you by PSN: Purge Home Shopping Network.
Now we've got good news for those of you...
Lila's dead.
Oh, my God.
Jenna.
I'm so sorry.
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
About everything.
God, this night... This night is...
She knows what night it is.
- Jenna... - The baby knows.
And she hates it.
She's just like her mom.
You couldn't have saved Lila. You know that. Right?
You tried but we barely got out ourselves.
And I know how awful you must feel, but...
I mean, come on, we have to protect our family,
no matter what.
Come here.
Yeah.
It's okay.
[soft crying]
[exhales]
I'm hungry.
Ah, Jesus, how am I hungry again?
[tearful laugh]
Do you want me
to make you some eggs?
Okay.
Do you mind if I ask her if she would like to
place an order for carryout?
Yeah?
- One second. - Okay.
Um. [Clears throat]
Hey, uh, your mom and I were wondering
if you would like some scrambled eggs.
She says she would like them over-easy.
Oh, really?
With bacon.
Over-easy with bacon it is.
You need anything else?
I just want tonight to be over.
- I know. - It almost is.
Oh.
Let's go eat.
[both chuckle]
[pounding on door] [muffled screaming]
Don't worry, they can't get inside.
[muffled screaming] [pounding]
Help! Help me!
They're gonna kill me, please!
Let me in, please!
Please, help!
Help! Please!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
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