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The body of folks,

but we're looking for an individual golden
brown complexion, 15 lbs.

No head.

I know where it is.

I'll leave to serve him up
on a silver platter for him.

I'll get in here.

Glad to see you finally
out of your mancave.

You know, Amanda can be pretty convincing
when she wants to make a baby.

Eric's here.

Hey, Amanda.

Well, well, well, well.

You made it.

Yeah, sorry.

Thomas, looks like I baked
this for you.

I couldn't eat it by myself.

It would just be too depressive.

Wow, you baked this?

Yeah.

You know, for a single guy,
I know my way around the helmet.

A uniform who knows
how to bake.

Have a feeling you're not going
to be single for long.

Come on, here are my mom.

Right?

Hey, Mom.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Jeans and a sweater
could at least make an effort.

Casual is more my thing, Kathleen,
especially in my own house.

Don't you mean our house now?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Thank God you're back.

Thomas thought we'd be eating
a frozen Turkey dinner.

Sorry, Rob.

Yeah, this is the first time
the stores open on Thanksgiving.

You know, we always do
the midnight Black Friday,

but people were showing up at 6:00

PM anyway.

So you're a smart man, Thomas.

Yeah, well, credit my beautiful
fiance over there.

It was her idea.

Well, from what I've been hearing
about the turn out,

it is going to be
a very happy

Thanksgiving.

Here we go.

Wow, that last beautiful.

Yes.

Mitch, we need your carving skills.

I've got time to carve up
but not to eat it.

Ohh, Thomas is not making you work.

Blame Bob.

Apparently he's Thomas calling
and said it's me working on fire.

Sorry buddy.

Shouldn't even be open.

It's Thanksgiving.

I know, Mary, but let's face it,
like Friday starts on a Thursday now,

even in Plymouth.

Find your leave back
in the fucking line.

Everybody just fucking calm down.

Jesus, everybody, be patient.

Mass General.

The store opens in 10 minutes.

You'll get your waffle line.

And fire hose.

Uh, do you have the register?

Bunch of God damn morons.

Kathleen sold my daughter's house.

I didn't realise
she was coming with it.

She'll never be able
to replace her mom.

Just.

Yeah.

And look at it this way.

Quick engagement.

So hopefully it'll be
a quick divorce.

Please spell it.

Ohh.

That's we're going to the movies.

Have fun, Bobby.

I want to hear about
that 19 strikeout game

against UCLA when you get back.

Deal, Thomas.

Goodnight, everyone.

Julia is indoor.

Got it.

Ohh, guess what?

OK.

Bobby.

Thanksgiving, what a dog.

Friday night Guy, I better be
with the 96 Mile.

Prof Fastballs we're talking.

You are such a good word.

No.

Nice job being Hannover scuba.

I heard you were stoppable.

Thanks man.

It was a pretty good night

until Tyson Fury over here

almost got his locked the fuck

up.

Got in a run in with some
drunk handover assholes

and I popped one of them
in the eye

but this one was too busy filming herself

to get some fucking footage.

Should have broke the Internet.

You are lucky
I didn't phone that OK?

It was like Waffle House level.

This fucking traffic is ridiculous.

Yo, pit stop.

I need a new phone.

Mine got fucking smashed
in the fight.

We're not going to the store, too.

Yes, we are.

Because, Evan,

thank you.

I thought we were going
to the movies.

Who are you texting?

Ohh.

Guys, we need to do this quick.

OK, 5 minutes.

It's not a car.

It's an SUV.

Hey, babe, can I just stay here, please?

Please don't make me
do this alone.

No.

Bobby, Bobby, we have to move second

all time record holder.

Sir.

Hey Jess, this is like the last place
I thought I'd see you tonight.

Got the story
is insane right now.

We have all these people.

Sorry, Brian, I I have to catch up.

I'll walk you.

Come on.

So what are you doing Saturday night?

Going cap with Bobby?

All right, well, excuse me,

I'm having a little get together
with my friends, excuse

me.

And you know, if you want to come by,

it's just going to be
like a couple of people.

You should just swing by early.

We get like playing some drinking games,
have a good time.

You know, I got some keg.

She's all set, man.

Come on, let's go.

Excuse me?

Chill out, he's just helping.

Ohh what a gentleman.

One is golden.

Lamps around your house
got burnt.

Scott, shut the fuck up.

Suddenly.

I love you, dude,

but I'm a fucking kill
you try your best.

Yeah man.

Get in here.

Ohh.

Who's this guys?

This is insane.

Yeah.

Let's go in the back.

OK.

Hey girl, we got some unfinished
business park.

Ohh.

Fuck, that's the guy
from Hanover I punched.

Fuck you, suck my cock pussy.

Fuck you.

Fuck you, fuck you.

Thank you.

Yeah, because it fucking daughters.

Get what you need
and get out of here.

In and out.

I promise.

What, you fucking letting
those fucking truck bombs in there?

Hello.

Come on, man,
it's a pizza oven.

What do you think it goes?

10 minutes, people.

Please.

Come on guys.

Surprise.

What are you doing?

I came in with Eric.

I didn't want you to starve
on Thanksgiving.

I got a call on the radio,
but I needed some crowd control.

Yeah.

In fact, you should
probably wait in here.

OK.

OK.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Fucking guy Lonnie,
30 years old.

He got held back,
took two years.

He's didn't.

Your dad still sells hot colours

or tranquillizer or sedative.

This is like in the heavens.

We could take anything you want,
Evan.

Scuba, come on,
you know what time it is.

Let's go.

Always happy to spell?

Mission?

Come on.

The store will open
at 10 minutes.

Everybody's gonna get
the firm.

You.

Check.

How are you doing?

George.

Stay calm.

Please, just push.

Step back now.

Thank you.

Push back a little.

Hold this.

For everyone.

Get your fucking offline.

You know that.

Oh my God fuck
has happened.

Right.

Yeah.

Open the door.

They're going to get.

You have to open the door.

You have to get the.

Open the door.

Will not conduct.

Fucking gold.

This is fucking crazy.

Christ.

Fucking insane.

It's going through there.

Thank you.

Just

keep alive.

What the fuck?

Fuck you.

No, no, no.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No, No, no no.

Please.

Get the fuck fucking gold.

You suck.

Fuck.

Fucking see something
like this in my life.

I'm live here at Right Mark,

and although the store has announced
they will have substantial

security upgrades for Thanksgiving,

many residents feel after last year's
catastrophic

events the stores shouldn't
be open at all.

Thomas Wright,
you

and your entire family.

You're putting your hands.

My wife's blood.

We open for Thanksgiving.

You only hire two security guards,
one of whom runs away.

The other is trampled to death
in the same Stampede

that killed my wife.

You and your entire family
need to go to prison,

not have another sale,

Right Mart owner

Thomas Wright has worked overtime
since last year

to give back to the community,

restoring

Plymouth Park and even going so far

as to start the Right Family Foundation,

sending

local kids to college.

But many say it's not enough.

Local pitching phenom Bobby Distasi

suffered a career ending injury

and has not been

heard from since the accident.

Many lawsuits were filed
and settled,

but the security cameras somehow
weren't working

the night of the tragedy.

All I know is the cameras were functioning
perfectly fine when I arrived,

then mysteriously

stopped working the one night
there's an actual disaster at the store.

How convenient.

Thanks Mitch.

Reporting live Hank Morton
at the right Mark Inn,

downtown Plymouth.

OK Natalie.

And here you go.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Good morning, Sheriff.

You want the usual two cups
today, Lizzie?

2 deputies coming.

He was in here yesterday

and he's not much of a conversation.

Yeah, real Charma.

Probably just overwhelmed
by the thriving metropolis

that is Plymouth.

What the fuck?

Fuck you.

So

here he is.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Welcome.

Yeah, you are.

John Carver.

He was the first first governor
of New Plymouth Colony.

Look at You've been doing your homework

there

about reading a plaque
in the statue.

Homework now.

Come on, show some enthusiasm.

Thanksgiving is an institution.

What kid wouldn't want
to wear that right?

Yeah, get used to it.

Everybody's going to be wearing them.

Yeah, I can get used to it.

Yes.

That's cool.

What?

What are you doing, kid?

What are you doing?

I just hit top two runs.

That means you got to go again.

Just hugging me in the video.

Yeah, they're tagging me too.

I'm trying to report it.

Yeah, but people keep reposting.

It thinks he was doing, Dude,
I just wanted this candy apple.

I hit the bullseye
like three times in a row.

What?

What is it?

What do I do now?

I thought we were past this.

Yeah, so did I.

Ohh, fuck this.

I'm going back to the axe,
but it's safer there.

I'm sorry I wasn't the only one
with the phone that night.

I know you didn't post it.

I have to go to the John Carter house

on that stupid commercial

with Dad I'm making.

My grandmother stuffing.

Her secret ingredient
doesn't touch a big plant.

I only hope I can make it half
as good as hers,

though I'm sure you'll make it.

Hey Jessica.

So you ready for your big moment
in the limelight?

Ohh.

Yeah.

Hardy hurt my acceptance speech.

I have mine ready too.

First,

didn't your father tell you he wants
a family commercial this year?

Look at it this way.

One more year until college.

I can't fucking believe this.

I don't have an answer,
Stan.

I have no idea why.

I don't know what it's doing.

Disaster.

What's going on guys?

See this.

It's a fucking disaster.

All commercials ruin have been screaming
at everybody the whole morning.

OK, guys, back up.

I got a call to send.

Yeah, historical landmark
has been trashed.

What?

Yeah, whatever that is.

I got to shut
this place down.

I catch these guys on the prosecutor
for vandalism and theft

because it was an axe on

that wall I was going to use.

It's gone.

Comes to right mark or reflash prices
without a fucking axe.

My commercials ruined.

You look relieved.

Yeah.

Tired of pretending like
everything's normal

and it's not?

Hey, Jess, I want things
to go back to normal too.

That's why this year's going
to be everything last year

was supposed to be.

Having another sale like nothing
happened doesn't change anything,

it just ignores it.

As usual, we can't have
one moment alone.

OK.

I'm good.

Very good.

Everything's going with Jessica, dude.

They're amazing.

She invited me to the parade
to be on the float,

and then I scored an invite
to Thanksgiving

dinner with her family
at her house.

I feel like I'm in.

Bobby Goes to Her is the best thing
that ever happened to me.

Nicely played.

This is good.

Garden party.

That is where you want to be.

You look like you enjoy
alcohol and drinking,

so you're going to want
to come down to

of the McCarty party
25 whole dollars.

Hey, you guys want to take
from the party party?

Charging this year?

Yeah, he's been watching
a lot of Shark Tank.

Dude thinks
he's Mark Cuban.

No thank you.

Selling alcohol to teens
isn't exactly disrupting.

Action Group business.

Let me know if you guys
want tickets.

You selling real quick.

How about you finish my
fucking history paper

and then we'll talk to kids.

Sure.

Be nicer to him.

He's a sweet I paid him.

These are some of money.

Well, I can't write papers
and play football at the same time.

You kidding?

It's Bobby.

But why didn't he come back to you?

I don't know.

I haven't talked to him like a year.

That's definitely him.

I don't think so.

The table is set.

This is weird.

You know, it's good to see.

Here's no followers.

It's a table.

We're all tagged.

Ryan's here.

Please try and seem
like you're not a Dick.

Okay, Ryan's fine,
just he's heartless like an NPC,

but he messes with the group dynamic.

For me, I just have nothing
to talk about with the guy.

It's just like
he's kind of boring.

Well, maybe if you've made
a bit of an effort.

I mean, he's a good guy.

Well, he hasn't just ghosted me yet,
so he's front runner.

I'm busy.

Hello, good to see you.

Barely.

I just started another one today
and I got I'm going to just,

I'm going to be swamped

until Christmas.

Let's just say that.

That's crazy, bro.

Ohh, excuse me.

Ready to order?

This isn't right, Mark.

Honey, you actually have to wait
your turn here.

He told you.

He told troubles.

So what are you guys doing
for the past Steelers game?

Probably watching on my place.

That sounds fun.

You could totally do that.

Or.

You could watch it with me
on the 50 yard line, Wiz.

Seriously.

That's cool.

Do you like Alexa?

Are you shift ready to order?

Yes.

Could I do the vanilla frosting?

Alright, You want Jimmy's on it.

Extra garlic?

Garlic naan.

This isn't Papa Gino's kids.

Ohh no.

Team.

Watch out.

Oh my God.

Cover that body, cover that up.

Yo, Jacob.

Step in my office.

What's with the shades?

Night or late night?

What were you doing?

Well, I had two essays
to write.

I hope you up next week
doesn't last month.

Yeah.

Miss Barnes better eat
this shit up, OK?

Trust me.

I've been.

She couldn't have been better herself.

OK.

Good man, Brainiac.

Ohh.

Fuck.

John Carver tied this again.

Look.

Oh my God.

These seats are for us.

Our names are at the table.

Sure.

What happened?

Is this killing connected
to what happened at right Mark,

can we get this pushed back

a little bit my working on anything?

What do you guys, you guys are going
through security footage inside?

Sure.

Can you tell any of these guys
out of the way?

Pete.

You know, found this
with a killer programme.

What is this?

I think it's a brick.

Or pieces of brick, Right.

Well, you've met
to take The Chew.

Yeah.

Ohh, yeah.

Yeah, we might come
take a look at this.

We got the killer on security Cam

and you're not going to believe
what he's wearing.

Cameras are right marked.

The same guy lower your legs
under the sign from the roof

just like you said Sheriff.

Everyone in town is one of them.

Jess, you know me.

I will not be bullied
by some freaking lunatic,

the stores staying open
and I'm hiring

extra security.

But, honey, I need you to get
to the Sheriff's Office now.

I know.

We're going now.

Just asking what it was there.

And I talk to them.

OK, OK, bye.

He's hiring additional security
but not closing the store, correct?

That would make sense.

Serious.

Did your dad not see
this guy tagged us?

Is he waiting for us to be
on a fucking display

in front of his store?

I'm asking him right now.

Good night.

You get A tag?

Me.

I'm going to send
that motherfucker.

DM, come get me.

Bitch.

Please, just hold off, OK?

It's a murder case
and my dad's store.

We can't just fuck around.

Fuck around and find out.

See what happens.

You crazy in the party?

Come on, Princess.

I wouldn't hit you
so much paperwork.

The cops would make me
the last party.

Are you back to finish 10th grade?

I just thought, you know,
in light of the current situation,

you might want a little

protection.

Courtesy of my old man's store, Cardi.

Only you'd have the balls
to sell guns at a high school.

I should kick your ass right here.

Come on, Mark Cuban would think
I'm a fucking genius.

Everyone gets a gun.

Problem solving.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Easy.

Scooby Snacks.

Jesus.

I'm only kidding.

I would sell guns to kids.

I'm selling alcohol,

and right now I got to meet
that little Flathead Jacob

to sell this

small Makati party.

Tickets

sales are going through the roof.

No one's coming to that.

You guys should come.

It's the only place in town
you won't get killed.

I could really use your help,
Jessica.

OK, what can I do?

We've exhausted pretty much every resource
to identify people,

but anyone involved with

that night could be
in serious danger.

I never should have
let them in the store.

Detective, can you give us a moment?

Yes.

If you look closely,
you can see

all our names in

and then it's kind of blurry.

It says SCUBA.

Why do they call you Scuba?

My last name is Darby.

What's your first name?

Claude.

Yeah.

Scooby is better.

Jessica.

I don't know what happened
with those cameras last year,

but at this point I don't care

because I understand you're
difficult situation.

But I know you want
to do the right thing.

So if you know something,

anything that can help us
with the information on that night.

I promise I'll keep it between us.

Because this is a matter
of life and death.

Just.

Sorry, the cap yesterday.

No, I got in this morning.

You're working for your uncle again.

I'm helping out while
I'm in town.

Well.

Sure.

I'll see you around.

Hey, just wait.

I'm sorry.

Can I walk with you?

I mean, you ghosted me.

You were on social media.

You deleted every trace of yourself.

I ghosted everybody.

I'm not everybody.

I was your girlfriend.

I blame you for what happened to me,

and instead of just telling you about it,

I've vanished

like a Dick.

I feel so stupid now,
but I just.

Bobby, I feel horrible.

If I hadn't let you guys in.

Good.

It was my decision.

I could have stayed outside.

It's not your fault.

How's your arm?

I mean, rehab is going great,

so might get back up
to full speed pitching again.

Golden arm.

That's good.

I'm happy to hear it.

Hey.

Where is it?

Hi.

No, I'm still your friend.

You can trust me.

That night, after the trampling,

Kathleen was in a panic,

ranting about bad publicity

and getting sued and.

She went into the security room
and deleted all the footage.

She asked me not to say anything
and I didn't stop her.

There's nothing you can do about it now,
so it's the thing.

Maybe there is.

Look, there's a backup system
at my house and my dad's office.

Just that.

That's probably long gone.

It's towards the footage for a year
more than tell your dad you need it.

And given the circumstances
you brought out with the lawsuits,

no way he's pretending

like it doesn't exist.

What do you want to do?

I want to see what's on it.

Thanks for talking,
it's really nice.

Don't turn around.

It's Ryan Baker.

I'll get rid of him.

Hi, How you doing?

Yeah, Yeah.

Did you give her statement?

Yeah, I did.

But they were just looking
to identify people

and I didn't know anybody.

Sky so.

Didn't have much to offer.

How you doing, Bobby?

Well, I'm sorry to break up
this reunion,

but Bobby,

can I see you in my office?

This is new laws
changed since you left.

Looks like it.

Let's get out of here.

Still no suspects in the brutal murder

of local waitress Lizzie McMullen.

Authorities have no clues

other than cryptic social media posts,

leaving many residents

to wonder who will be
the next victim of John Carver.

Hey dude.

Hey, buddy, Daddy's going
on a little vacation, All right?

Go down to the Dominican Republic
and China is going to come down here.

All right, You just chill, buddy.

Fuck it.

Hey, yeah, yeah,
man, I see you.

I got a fucking flight.

I'll be there in a minute,
all right?

Jesus.

All right, buddy.

Fuck.

Fucking passport.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Show yourself.

I'm a security guard.

I kill people every fucking day.

Hey, I'm not scared of you, buddy.

Don't fuck with me.

Let's fucking go.

Do we?

Do we?

Where is it?

Tell daddy where he is doing.

Hi, Mom.

Our killer has claimed his second victory
was breezy confident.

He's been a considerable amount
of time and energy setting this up,

but none of this

works unless he has a private location
where he's taking the victims.

He's powering off his phone
so we can't track him on the move.

He's taking the picture

and then uploading it
from another location.

We have one bit of physical evidence

that leads us to Cordage Park.

Affected immediately.

We're searching every inch of it.

Yeah.

Hey.

Ohh hi dad.

I was just using it.

How do you think a lot
about what you said?

You know, after mom died,

the only thing that I could do
to survive was work.

Because it's all I know.

At work.

Doesn't fill the void.

So when I met Kathleen,
I felt alive again.

I was willing
to just overlook all flaws,

and it might have.

And in your expense?

And I just want to say.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Love you, Dad.

Love you.

I need them.

What is it?

Nothing.

Let's just go.

I know this kid, Lionel.

He goes to our school.

He's always the Turkey
in the parade.

He goes to Hanover S haven't
punched him, remember?

Yeah, he's the one
who started the riot.

He had the bullhorn.

I think his name is Larry Furlani
or something.

She's probably a cheerleader.

That's great, Bobby.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Hey, what is it?

There's one more.

That's Ryan Baker.

He didn't know anyone other
than his roommate home.

In that stud, the God
that got crushed to death.

Jessica, is it fine?

Haven't mentioned to you
that he knew the hook,

because that certainly wasn't
in a statement.

No.

Yeah.

May not be anything to her.

Be careful who you trust.

Both of you, don't worry.

I'll take care of Ryan.

Two days not taking care of anything.

He just said it could be nothing.

If I see Ryan, I'll act
like nothing's weird.

For you.

You should get back to school,
but stay alert.

That's why I won't be celebrating
Thanksgiving this year or any year.

Thank you, Chad.

That was very inspiring.

Next up.

Mr Fletcher, School Fletcher.

The piece that I have written.

Is titled The Wampanoag

and the Native American Side
of Thanksgiving by Evan Fletcher.

Well, today, Thanksgiving is one
of our nation's favourite holidays.

It has a very different meaning
for many people.

For the Wampanoag,
Thanksgiving

is a day of mourning.

That was beautiful, Evan.

I enjoyed hearing you read it.

As much as I enjoyed writing
it for my blog.

I'm going to kill
that little Ashley.

If it makes you feel any better,

you probably be killed

before you get suspended for

plagiarism.

Talk about that.

Yeah, my bad.

You're right.

Plagiarism.

Serious.

When did you talk
about two days ago?

Is there a reason?

Yeah, there's a reason
I never bought rides.

Mr Perfect Routine.

Yeah.

I mean, how do you know
a random security guard?

And why would he not tell anybody?

I don't know.

Doug just moved here.

He was the new guy.

This guy have any family
in Plymouth?

I think his family
was in Nebraska.

Wait for a second.

It was running.

Just makes sense.

He's too nice.

OK, let's not be naive here.

I mean, the nicest guys
are the most psycho.

They're just better
at hiding it.

God, what is wrong with me?

It's not you feel like
I can't trust anybody.

You're probably right.

I mean us.

That's all we got right now.

And yes, I am excluding Bobby, Bobby.

Bobby would never.

I told you he was doing great.

No, you told us.

He told you he was doing great.

That's different than
he's doing great from,

you know, he's not even at school.

He's driving around the truck full time.

Why are we even talking about them?

It's got to be Mitch.

I mean, he's obsessed
with the story.

His wife just died
and he hates us.

She was eyeballs and motive
and he drives a van.

The official transportation choice
for paedophiles,

kidnappers, rapists, murderers.

You're right.

You're right.

Like coach Ingles says,

the best defence
is a good offence.

Me and you, we go after them,

fuck them up one by one

and then we'll get some, get some

help from.

This is not a game, OK?

These are not some handover kids.

Can we just let
the police handle it up?

We're in deep shit here.

We let the police handle it,

we're all gonna end up 50% off.

You're going to answer it?

This fits.

You're on the right mark,
Mayflower.

Yeah.

Yep.

Bobby Boy.

Forgotten.

We're not gonna.

Not.

It feels like I never left.

You in the brain now?

Yeah, just asked me.

No one was right, you know.

Lives changed since you left.

Maybe not as much as you think.

What's that supposed to mean?

I just mean not helping
with the parade again.

You know, if you weren't leaving
in a few days,

I would knock your teeth out.

Don't leave him.

Funny.

Who says I'm leaving?

You fucking want it?

Let's fucking go one more.

Why do you want to go?

The fuck.

One more time.

Fuck yeah.

Looking good.

Trouble girl.

Nice, nice.

Nice four, man.

Listen, you guys keep going,
OK, Neil.

Perfect.

Got this right.

You in charge?

Where the fuck
are we going?

I'm just dripping
with, right No sex.

Just a little tip.

Sit.

You're fucking crazy,
you know that?

Are you ready?

Ready.

Are you sure?

Here.

Fucking cancel.

What the fuck?

Cancel my game.

You heard the man.

Let's go, Fletcher.

Game.

Getting rescheduled.

Let's get changed.

Reschedule to Wednesday
until One True.

And I'm gonna be fucking
graduated by then, bro.

Where are you going?

I'm going to go play.

That's what I'm going to do.

Dude, you can't play football.

No, dumbass.

Watch me.

Wonderful Ice.

OK?

What the fuck
are you doing?

I was just going to fire it off
if they won the game.

It's just fucking gunpowder.

It's all right.

It's all our sheriff.

My kids are fucking idiot.

He's a fucking Google.

Those things I can't even smell.

The powder.

The first commercial my dad made me

do took it so seriously He insisted
I learned how

to pack it.

Made me do it over
and over again.

Almost blew up in my hand.

You should go home, Gabby.

Maybe go find out and get
him out of here.

I heard they found blood.

Yeah, like the people missing
weren't the right pop.

You stay together.

Or at least to be.

Yes.

OK, OK.

I'll get them.

OK.

I'll meet you inside.

Hey, I can leave you guys.

Ohh, no, let's go back together.

We'll be right back.

Yeah, we don't, OK.

That's weird.

Gabs.

Gabby.

Gabby.

Did you notice anything?

Enough.

He was dressed
as a Belgrave.

And any outage on Carver mask on, OK,

just think it's about the details,
small mistakes,

that's how they get caught.

I'm sorry.

I only saw the first few seconds.

It's OK.

Don't be sorry.

OK.

OK.

We'll do the job.

You're doing great.

OK.

Thank you.

Right.

That's good.

I'm going to get you guys
home soon, OK?

Out of here.

I bought this computer.

OK.

Thanks.

My girlfriend

Jess came right for me.

Did you see him?

You OK?

You came after me,
but I got away.

That's been happening
a lot here recently.

I wonder why.

OK, you want to tell us
about your little buddy,

the security guard?

I'm sorry.

Who?

Stop lying there, man.

Just like how you lied
to the cops going through the corner,

huddled together.

I'm sorry.

You're talking about the security guard
from from right?

Mark.

Doug.

We have proof
it's on video.

You are a fucking idiot, man.

I honestly hope you make a better picture
than you do in detective.

No, I walked off with him
because we were getting addies.

That's why Scott was there.

I was just growing up with him
because I didn't know the hookup.

Adderall.

Adderall.

Yes, Adderall.

That is what smart kids do so we can get
into Ivy League schools

and guys like you can

tell our portions.

There you go.

Get up, both of you.

I didn't stay the fuck away
from the parade tomorrow.

I see you then.

What are you on the street?

I'm gonna hold you both.

Say

no.

Bad guy here.

He came.

He just came at me.

Stop.

I can't believe you two.

My friends will be dead.

You can't tell,
Your bullshit aside.

I don't want to see either of you.

OK, get out.

Yeah.

Julia.

You're welcome.

Papa.

Welcome to you, Dad.

Just tell me where
we're going, Florida.

It's just taking her to Florida.

I don't know.

That's about as much as a conversation
I've ever had with the guy.

What?

Heavens right.

The police ain't doing shit.

Let's go.

Where are we going?

Ladies and gentlemen,

another satisfied customer.

They can get him a T-shirt.

Hey, listen, I just want to know
if it's worth it before we pay.

I mean, I heard this party
isn't even all that.

Listen, kid.

Sometimes things end up much better
than you expect, all right.

Think of it this way.

When Black Sabbath fired,

Ozzy in 79

would have figured it
was all fucking over the end

of an era.

But then along comes
Ronnie James.

All 5 foot, nothing of them.

They're evil Little Elf

and he brought a magic to that band

that they hadn't seen in

years.

Who's Black 7?

Get the fuck off my property.

I just want to know who's black.

Happy right?

Now go back to my phone,
you fucking dogs.

No curtains allowed.

Jacob VIP upstairs now.

Watch out this Kids spending
for two days drank

too much white Zinfandel.

Welcome to the Death Star.

This is where the magic happens,

Jacob VIP's closed

Young dog Patrol.

If you get caught with any of this shit,
you're on your own.

Jesus scuba.

That's mainly for taking down angry

Grizzlies in the Alaskan wilderness

or brain eating

zombies in a post apocalyptic America.

All right, let me show you something
far more reasonable.

44 Magnum a classic.

Plus you get bonus points
if you make a Dirty Harry style

comment when you blast.

McCarty, do you have
any human sized guns?

Maybe.

All right.

Sector 26.

To short recall,
operated Lockridge pistol.

Decent stopping power.

You'll want to use this
to keep the safety on.

Unless you want to blow
your nuts off.

What about you?

Right, Matt?

I fired a musket once.

It almost killed me.

Yeah, first things are fucked.

Let me show you something.

Check this out.

Element of surprise, huh?