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- Hands up!
No sudden moves!
- Mayday, mayday! Come in, come in!
We're in an abandoned building.
No! Give it to me!
- No!
- Oh my god, Pip!
- You came back for me!
- Of course I did, you silly pickle!
- Where are they?
Where did you take them?
I need to see their teeth!
- I'm sorry, who is it
that you're speaking of- - The milked men!
- The milk men?
- Yes, the milked men!
- Michelle doesn't know anything!
That's why I brought them here.
Lane wouldn't have told her.
- Excuse you!
Lane tells me everything!
She doesn't tell you anything.
- Oi!
Where's the rest of it?
The Good Boys?
- They're all gone.
- They were right here with a shit ton of equipment!
How does she know we were coming?
- You.
You fucked us!
- Hey!
- Get! - You fucked us!
- Get away from him, you psycho!
- He fucked us!
You told her!
How exactly did he tell him, Bobby?
We were with him the whole time!
- I swear I don't know anything.
- Bullshit! You helped run this place!
- I was just following orders!
- You're a liar!
You're a liar!
Your brother's a liar!
- Fuck off, you psycho!
- Those men could be anywhere now.
Bobby, you need to back the fuck off!
Anywhere!
- Okay, if I'm not needed anymore,
I'm just gonna duck out
and finish some traffic light jellies that I was making.
- Wait, what did you say?
- Hmm?
- Jelly?
- Well you see, Lane is pregnant and has cravings,
so I've been making traffic light jellies
and I just need to finish the-
- What? Sorry.
- Classic jelly? The bouncy kind made with gelatin?
- Yes. Is there another kind?
- How many?
- I don't know, maybe 20, personal size.
- Where are the jellies now?
- How is this even relevant?
- Shh!
Where are the jellies now?
- Okay, I wasn't expecting a jelly inquisition,
but if you must know, they're in the scullery
of Lane's private residence.
- I know where the milked men are.
Gelatin is made with animal byproduct.
Lane is a strict vegan, so the jellies aren't for her.
Do you know who loves jelly?
The Good Boys.
Everyone knows Jelly is best served chilled
and unshaken near the point of consumption.
Ergo, at that quantity, I deduce
Lane's most precious living assets
are at her private residence, next to the wellness center.
Quod erat demonstrandum.
- Well, fuck yeah, Pip!
Let's go.
- How exactly are we planning
on breaking into Lane's private residence?
- Torture Michelle for the info.
She's been there.
- What? No, I haven't.
- You just said you were there making her jellies.
- I know a way into Lane's residence.
- Oh yeah. Here we go.
What is it?
Another secret tunnel?
- Yeah, actually.
- Come on, mate.
You're not even trying.
- How do you know all this?
- Lane sometimes invited me to her residence.
Okay, look, we can't stay here much longer.
It's the only lead we've got,
so we'll have to take the south paths
back into Hero Valley until tonight.
Is there anywhere we can go?
Somewhere safe we can stock, replenish, rest?
- Not our farm.
It's too risky.
- Michelle's place is free.
- What?
- Well, no one's going to expect us to be there.
- Absolutely not. No.
I don't give consent or permission or my address.
- Well, lucky I know where you live
from all the laundry runs you've made me do.
- Well, you would need my keys then, wouldn't you?
- Oh, do you mean these keys?
- You mama funker!
You mama funking knocksucker!
It's an old key! It's an old key!
Oh my goodness! I've been robbed!
- Oh, Michelle!
- What? What, that?
No, I've been robbed!
People these days, coming in
and leaving their rubbish lying around.
I've never seen these before!
I wouldn't wear a paisley print!
Take a seat.
Anywhere's fine.
Tea anyone?
- The secret tunnel leads to the central foyer.
Upstairs is the bedrooms,
downstairs is dining, gallery,
garage on the far side by the tennis court.
- You expect us to believe
that she has no staff, no security?
- This is Lane's sanctuary.
Not many people see inside.
She has one cook and one housekeeper during the day
and security on call at the wellness center nearby.
- What about the goon she has at her facility?
They're not gonna be there?
- With everything the mercenaries have seen,
Lane and the Doc would never want them
anywhere near Wellness.
- And where will Lane be?
- Upstairs.
And once she sleeps, it's usually deep
and she has sleep sound set to jungle rainfall.
- Jungle rainfall?
- You! - Yes?
- You've been here?
Is this accurate?
- Jungle rainfall?
Yes, it's definitely the best soundscape
for a delta wave sleep.
- I mean, is the floor plan accurate?
- Ah, yes. Mm-hmm.
- Good.
And we strike at midnight.
♪ I wanted to be with you alone ♪
♪ And talk about the weather ♪
♪ But traditions I can't trace ♪
♪ Against the child in your face ♪
♪ Won't escape my attention ♪
♪ Something happens and I'm head over heels ♪
♪ I'll never find out ♪
♪ Until I'm head over heels ♪
♪ Something happens and I'm head over heels ♪
♪ Oh, don't take my heart, don't break my heart ♪
♪ Don't, don't, don't throw it away ♪
♪ Ah ♪
- Where'd you get this?
- I went on a psychedelic journey
in a quantum memory and Ma
showed where she left her notebook.
- Sure.
I've forgotten how shitty her handwriting is.
- Oh god!
- How is she?
- Is that supposed to be a joke?
What is this?
Look at this.
I swear it's just random shapes and lines.
You try.
So B, I, Z, and N.
I mean, why don't you just bring it to Ma?
Ask her.
What?
- You don't know.
- Know what?
- Ma is permed.
- Like, her hair?
- No, like literal screwdriver to her brain.
- What?
- Lane lobotomized our mother with the state's blessing
four years ago.
Ma was diagnosed with acute non-rehabilitative
reality distortion disorder.
Yeah.
Real mouth fuck of a reason.
- No, that's not possible.
Lane promised she'd take care of Ma for me.
- She did.
See this?
She almost took care of me,
and Jamie too.
- No.
This can't be true.
No.
No, no, that's...
She told me.
She promised me.
This doesn't make sense.
- Let's go on a field trip.
- And now we move to the Circle of Joy.
Ow! Ow!
Hey, Ma.
You won't believe who's here.
Hey, Ma.
We can't stay long.
Here.
Ma, look.
Look what you found me.
Aren't we two little shits?
Look at us.
Don't you wanna take a bite out of our cheeks?
Okay.
Down to business.
You see this?
You wrote this.
What does it say?
No.
No.
Ma, don't!
Ma!
Fuck!
Piece of shit!
- What is she doing?
- I don't know.
It's just what she does now.
Ma.
Please, look at this.
They make them dance like fucking monkeys.
It's not time for dancing, Ma.
Look at this!
Here!
- Hey, Ma.
It's me.
It's Jackson.
I'm Jackson.
- This is Alex.
Remember us?
I'm sorry!
I'm sorry!
♪ Can you do the can-can ♪
♪ Ba da da da da da da da ♪
- Sorry, everyone.
♪ Can-can, can you do that can-can ♪
- Holy fuck!
- What?
- How's it start?
The Can-can song, how's it start?
Remember, Alex?
Ma used it to teach us!
She wasn't singing the Can-can,
she was trying to show us the periodic table song.
- Yeah, of course!
The periodic table!
♪ Nitrogen and helium ♪
♪ Then lithium, beryllium ♪
- Notebook!
I think that's the key to the code.
That's La, that's Nm,
Zn, Br, zinc, bromine.
J's the only one in here that's not on the periodic table.
- Hey!
Can we wrap this up a little later?
We're here.
- There's no cameras.
Come on.
- No, Michelle! Stop that!
- Oh!
- The fuck is that?
- It's fine.
It's nothing.
It's a humidity sensor.
- We should go back!
It's too risky!
- No.
We've come this far.
We're not gonna lose them again.
Now come on.
- Yeah, let's go!
Let's go! Let's go!
- Jamie?
- Jackson!
Ugh! It's locked!
- No, we just came through it!
Is this you?
- Jamie, no.
- Is this a trick, Jackson?
- No, I swear is it isn't!
There! There!
Another exit!
- Wait!
- Shh! Shh!
- Shh!
Where are the rest of them?
Fuck this shit!
- She has a Picasso!
- So you haven't been here before?
- We haven't been into Lane's sealed section, no.
- Sealed section?
Like "Cleo Magazine."
- How dare you?
You know what?
I don't think she'd appreciate these smutty insinuations.
Lane is incapable of anything untoward!
♪ That's all I wanted ♪
♪ Something special, something sacred ♪
♪ In your eyes ♪
♪ For just one moment ♪
♪ To be bold and naked ♪
♪ At your side ♪
♪ Sometimes I think that you'll never ♪
♪ Understand me ♪
♪ Understand me ♪
♪ Maybe this time is forever ♪
♪ Say it can be ♪
- Don't look at it! ♪ Whoa ♪
♪ Baby ♪ ♪ I will be your father ♪
♪ I'll be your daddy ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ I will be the one who loves you 'til the end of time ♪
- Are you okay?
You can't be here.
- Yeah, no shit.
Jamie?
Jamie?
No!
Jamie, please!
Please.
Don't go in there.
- Hey.
Nice and slow now.
Whoa, whoa.
Hey!
Hey! We're in here!
- Help! Help! - Please! Let me out of here!
Help!
Please, let me out of here! - Please, help!
Help!
Oh god!
- Help! - Who are you?
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! - Oh!
- Easy.
- Why are you wearing those?
- Lane said if anyone came,
to tell them to go away!
Please! Help us!
- We command you to leave us to live our well lives!
- What well lives?
- The well lives we were living until you came along!
We were safe!
We were useful!
We had nice things to eat!
- Well, shall we open up the crate
and ask those guys how they feel about being useful?
Please!
- They don't understand!
Outside, there's sickness!
- Outside is unsafe.
- Unsafe?
What do you call Lane strapping you with explosives then?
- An unwell life is no life!
No wellness, no life!
No wellness, no life!
No wellness, no life!
- Okay, mate.
- You're not my mate!
Get back!
- All right. - Get back! I'll do it!
- All right!
- Back off!
- No, no, no, no, no!
- All right! - We have traffic light jelly!
- What did you just say?
- Jamie.
She's not here.
Jamie.
Wait.
- The least you could do is tell me
how you came to do this to us.
- You want to talk about how?
None of this would've happened
if you had turned me into quarantine!
- I was grieving Oscar!
- I lost Oscar too!
Remember?
You don't get to own that.
Because of you,
I had to grieve him while everyone died around me,
piling up in stinking heaps of meat, maggots.
When I thought it couldn't get worse,
they put me into solitary.
You know what that does to your head?
Alone with myself.
Memories of you.
Of him.
I know what hell is, Jamie.
It's not a furnace.
It's not even pain.
It's just a black hole.
It just keeps eating you over and over again
until you wanna die.
And she pulled me out of there.
It was a way out.
Forgive me.
It was my way out.
- You had eight years!
Eight!
Where you could have chosen to be the better person!
You chose Lane
so you wouldn't have to face me.
- No!
I chose to be with Lane so I wouldn't have to face myself.
- Well, it is nice to finally hear the truth, darling.
Put it down!
Put it down!
- Lane.
I know the location of the Sisterhood.
Now, we can secure more assets.
- Good boy.
But we're past that point now.
Don't you think?
You brought your wife to our bedroom!
- Cut the jealousy shit!
- Let me guess.
This is the part where you tell me
I have the choice to be a better person.
- You do.
- How's that?
- You just put down the gun.
- I just put down the gun.
- Yeah.
And then you're better
- I just
put down the gun.
- Yeah.
Feel that?
That's all it takes.
- Huh?
- It's time for you to buck up, okay?
I know it's shit. I know.
We have fuck all survivors left as it is.
- I don't wanna survive, I wanna live well!
- Well?
Don't you see, mate?
She's done your head in!
- I told you, you are not my mate!
- And neither is she.
You know what you are?
You're slaves.
You're her slaves.
No!
Worse.
You're her cows,
her happy fucking cows having your life milk
sucked right outta you!
- Jesus wept!
Set yourselves free! Now come the fuck on and let's go!
- Tell us we can have flushing toilets.
- Yes. Flushing toilets.
- Tell us that there's no sickness.
- It's been, it's gone.
Ancient history.
- Tell me it's safe.
- Really.
It's really safe out there.
It's safe.
- No wellness.
- It's safe!
- No life.
- No!
- Are you mine?
- You're my future.
- Do you want me?
- I want you.
- Show me.
Go away!
No wellness.
No life.
No!
No!
Oh my god!
No!
- Get them! Get them!
- No!
Go, go, go, go!
Move, move, move, move!
Follow me! Up this way!
- She killed him!
She killed my brother! No!
No!
- My baby!
- No! No!
Help me!
She killed him!
She killed my brother!
No!
No! ♪ Grace calls ♪
♪ Take flight ♪
♪ In the path of the sun ♪
♪ All the fire-y ghosts aflame ♪
♪ The restless come undone ♪
♪ Into the wide open ♪
♪ (indistinct) ♪
♪ Lift a little light up ♪
♪ Lift a little light up ♪
♪ Guide me back ♪
♪ Hush your soul to sleep now ♪
♪ Grace becomes the sunlight ♪
♪ Leave the shadows behind ♪
♪ All the stars will rise up ♪
♪ All, hello ♪
♪ All, hello ♪
♪ We meet as one ♪
♪ To chase ♪
♪ The sun ♪
- Peace.
No!
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