All language subtitles for Thanksgiving.2023.720p

I know where he is. I'll even
serve him up on a silver platter for

him. Now get in here. I'm glad to
see you finally out of your man cave.

Well you know Amanda can
be pretty convinced of what she

wants to be. Hey babe, Eric
sir. Hey Amanda. Well, well, well,

well, you made it. Yeah,
sorry. Told us. Looks like I baked

this for you. I couldn't
eat it by myself. It'd just be

too depressing. Wow. You
baked this. Yeah, you know for a

single guy. I know my way
around me. Oh, I'm glad that you

uniformed and noticed how to
bake. Have a feeling you're not

going to be single for long.
Come on. You're a mom, right?

Hey mom. You're brave.
Happy Thanksgiving. Oh, you're welcome.

Eugene's in the sweater.
You're going to least

make an effort. Casuals
more of my thing,

Kathleen. Especially in my own house. Don't
you mean our house now? You know what she's

going to be going to say. Hey, hey. Happy
Thanksgiving. Thank God you're back Thomas. I

thought we'd be eating a frozen Turkey dinner.
Sorry Rob. Yeah, this is the first time.

The store's open on Thanksgiving. You
know, we always do the night black Friday,

but people were showing up at 6 P.M. anyway,
so. You're a smart man. Tell us. Yeah,

well, credit my beautiful fiance over
there. It was her idea. Well, from what

I've been hearing about the turnout, it is
going to be a very happy Thanksgiving.

Here we go. Oh wow.
That's beautiful, yes. Mitch,

we need your carving
skills. I've got time to

carve it, but not to you
get me. Thomas is not

making you work. Blame
Bob. Apparently, he's a wall.

Thomas called and said it's
me working on fire. Sorry, buddy.

Oh, the store 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.

Oh my God, John Lee is back.
I didn't really hear first.

Everybody, just fucking calm
down. Jesus, everybody be

patient. Let's say you'll be
a person in the past general.

What the fuck is wrong
with the body? The store

opens in 10 minutes.
We'll get you off the line.

Dad, explain. You got a fire hose?

Don't you goddamn wallers.

Kathleen's will bring down this
house and it really shows coming over.

She'll never be able to
replace her mom, just.

And look at it this way. It
was a quick engagement,

so hopefully it would
be a quick divorce.

Please don't.

Dad, we're going to the movies.

Have fun. Bobby, I
want to hear about that 19

strike-out game against
UCLA when you get about it.

Deal, Thomas. Good night, everyone.

It's good when Billy and he's indoor.

God, it's all gas, bro.

Okay.

Who are they?

Bobby.

Bobby.

Bobby, don't start.
I'm hoping that he's giving him.

I'm glad I didn't do that.

What are you doing?

I did you a new Friday night guy.

I better be with the
96 mile-pro basketball.

I think you are such a skit.

What?

You know, nice job being hand over.

Scoob out, you're just unstoppable.

Thanks, man. It was a pretty good
night until Taysomfuro over here.

I was going to lock the fuck up.

Classing up.

We got in a run-in with some
drunk hand over ass folks.

I popped one of them in the eye.

But this one was too busy filming
yourself to get some fucking footage.

Shit, we're broke the Internet.

You are lucky. I didn't film that, okay?

It was like a waffle
house-level kid who was mad.

Get off me.

Get off me.

This fucking traffic is ridiculous.

Yo, pitstop.

I need a new phone.

I'm not fucking smashing the fight.

We're not going to be in a zoo.

Yes, we are.

Because Evan knows we can.

I thought we were going to the movies.

We are.

How am I going to texturing
the movie without a phone?

Who are you texting?

Oh shit!

Oh shit!

Guys, we need to do this quick.

Okay, five minutes.

There's Delta Mission.

I promise you it's five minutes.

It's not a car.

It's an SUV.

Hey, babe.

Can I just stay there please?

Please don't let me do this wrong.

Oh!

Oh!

Don't be.

Hey, what's up?

Hey, man.

Hey, man.

Don't.

Don't.

I have to catch up with my friends.

Oh, I walk you.

Come on.

So, what are you doing Saturday night?

Going in Cap with Bobby.

All right.

Excuse me.

I'm having a little get
together with my friends.

Excuse me.

And, you know, if you want me to
come by, it's just going to be like...

I can't, Bobby's only in time till Monday,
so... You should just swim by earlier.

You get like, play some drinking games.

Have a good time.

You know, I got some cake.

She's all set, man.

Come on.

Chill out.

He's just helping.

Oh, what a gentleman.

Basic.

As long as gold runs around your toes.

Scott.

Earned.

How much is this?

Shut the fuck up.

Soddie.

Help.

I love you, dude.

But I'm fucking sure you can try your best.

Open that game for a second.

Let's see it, man.

Again, again.

Have a good situation.

Good night.

Jesus Christ.

Jesus Christ.

Hey!

Hey, yo.

We got you one fish.

This is you fuck.

Oh, fuck!

That's what you got.

You're dead over at it, buddy.

Fuck you!op my car. Oh,

oh, shit. Fuck you,

boy. Fuck you,
boy. You're running.

Where is your mom,

man? Fuck you, man.

Fuck, my mother.

Your cousin. Fuck your dog. You just kept
reaching in and out of it. In and out, I

promise. What the fuck? Letting those
fucking firearms in there. Dobby, fall out.

I fucking kill you.

Who's that fucking showman?

He's in a third of the holiday!

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

Where do you think it goes?

Ten minutes, people. Please, come on.

I'm surprised.

Hey, baby. What are you doing here?

I came in with Eric. I didn't want
you to start him on Thanksgiving.

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

Yeah. In fact, you should
probably wait in here, okay?

Okay. Are you okay?

Yeah.

Be careful.

Fucking guy, Lonnie's 30 years old.

He's got her back two years.

He's dating champion.

Hey, does your dad
still sell stock collars?

Or a tantalizer or something?

This is like in the fucking apartment.

Evan! We can take anything you want.

Just move up.

Come on.

No one's talking about it.

Let's go.

Let's go.

I hear you now.

This guy is having a stealth mission.

Come on.

The store will open ten minutes.

Right!

Stay calm. Take the fer-
Everybody's going to get the fer-

Oh, yeah. Why the fuck are
they going to get the fer- Who?

Oh, my God!

They're getting all the good shit!

I'm getting all the good shit!

Come on.

What the hell are you doing?

You can't- You think I'm going
to be- You're doing it, man.

You're doing it, man.

You fucking gotta let us in.

All right.

All right.

Stay calm, please.

Just push on.

Stay calm.

I'm going to go.

Just step back.

No.

No.

Stay calm.

Stay calm.

It's just push back a little bit.

Hold this thing a bit.

Hey!

Hey!

Go up for everyone!

Get in touch with immediately!

Get in touch with immediately!

Oh, my God.

Dude, the fuck is happening to you?

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, hell!

Where the fuck are you going?

Open the door!

They're going to get lost!

Oh, yeah!

You are going to fucking see!

Let me fucking see!

Get the fuck out of here!

Get the fuck out of here!

Just fucking go!

You son of a bitch!

Get the fuck out of here!

Get the fuck out of here!

What is this?

I'm going to fucking see
something like this in my life.

Online here at Right Mart,

and although the store has announced

they will have substantial
security upgrades for Thanksgiving,

many residents feel after
last year's catastrophic events,

the store shouldn't be open at all.

Thomas, right?

You and your entire family
have blood on your hands.

My wife's blood.

We open for Thanksgiving,

you only hired 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,

right has worked over time 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
Dostasi 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 that the cameras were
functioning perfectly fine when I arrived.

Then in the streets,
you stop working the one

night there's an actual
disaster at the store.

How convenient.

Thanks, Mitch.

Reporting live.

Thanks, Morten.

At the right Mark,

in the downtown corner.

Okay, Natalie.

Nice to meet you.

And here you go.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Good morning, Sheriff.

You want the usual?

Two cups day, Lizzie.

The deputy's coming.

Well, he was in here yesterday
and he's not much of a conversation.

Yeah.

Real trauma.

Probably just overwhelmed by the
thriving the truck was to this planet.

What the fuck?

Fuck you.

Here he is.

Good morning.

Morning, Sheriff.

Welcome.

And here you are.

John Cabber.

He was the first... First governor
of New Plumber's Call me.

Okay, you've been doing
your homework there.

Fuck you, Colerina.

Plaid in the statue homework.

Now, come on.

Show us 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.

You're used to it.

Yes!

Let's go.

What?

What are you doing?

Kid, what are you doing?

I just hit top two wrongs.

That means you get to go again.

Somebody kept tagging me a little deal.

Yeah, they're tagging me too.

I'm trying to report it.

Yeah, but people keep reposting it.

Thanks for this joint purchase.

Dude, I just won this candy apple.

I hit the bullseye like
three times in a row.

What's that?

Good job, babe.

What?

What is it?

What do I do now?

I don't know.

Don't do it all.

I thought we were past this.

Yes.

How did I?

Well, fuck this.

I'm going back to the accident.

It's safer there.

I'm sorry.

I wasn't the only one
with the bull that night.

I know you didn't post it.

What?

I have to go to the John Carverhouse
to film that stupid commercial thing down.

I'm making my grandmother's
stuffing her secret ingredient.

This is a touch of my plate.

And we hope I can make it
half as good as hers, though.

Oh, I'm sure you'll make it
next to the dinner, Kathleen.

Hey, Jessica.

Hey.

So you ready for your big
moment in the wine wine?

Oh, yeah.

I already hurt my acceptance beach.

I have mine ready too.

Yours?

Did your father tell you?

He wants a family commercial this year.

Look at it this way.

One more year until college.

It's time to answer.

I don't know.

I can't fucking believe this.

I don't know why it's still in here.

What's going on?

It's a fucking disaster.

All commercials are ruined.

I've been screaming at
everybody the whole morning.

Okay, guys, back up.

I've got to call this in.

Yeah, historical landmark has been trashed.

What?

Yeah, whatever that's.

I've got to shut this place down.

I catch these guys.

I'm going to prosecute them for vandalism.

Die again, theft.

Because there was an axe on
that wall that was going to use.

It's gone.

I've come to right, Mark.

We're these last places
without a fucking axe.

My commercial's ruined.

You look relieved.

Yeah.

Tired of pretending like
everything's normal and it's not.

Well, hey, Jess.

I don't want things to
go back to normal too.

That's why this year's going to be every
day the last year was supposed to be.

Dad, no.

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

It just ignores it.

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

Hey.

Hey.

I'm good.

Very good.

How do you think it's going, Jess?

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.

Yeah.

Bobby goes to her as the
best thing that ever happened.

Nicely played.

This is good.

I know it.

I know it.

So I think... The Cardi Party,
God, is where you want to be.

You look like you enjoy
alcohol and drinking,

so you're going to want to come
down to the Cardi Party 25 whole dollars.

Hey.

You guys want to take
us to the Cardi Party?

I can do a new movie.

He's 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 all the
teens isn't exactly disruptive.

No, but it is a recession-proof business.

Let me know if you guys want tickets.

You're selling a quick.

How about you finish
my fucking history paper,

and then we'll talk tickets?

Sure.

You're a sweetheart.

You're a sweetheart.

You're a sweetheart.

I've made him have a pretty
decent summer money store.

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

Hey, it's Bobby.

Shit, he's back.

But why didn't he come talk to you?

I don't know.

I haven't talked to him in a year.

That's definitely him.

I don't think so.

The table is set.

This is weird.

I know he gets a fake hit.

He has no followers.

Ooh, it's a table.

We're all tagged.

Ryan's here.

He's so mean.

Can you really try and
seem like you're not a dick?

I'm nice to him.

Okay.

Ryan's fine.

He's just...

He's harmless.

Like an NPC.

But he messes with a great dynamic.

Just be nice.

For me.

Okay.

I just have nothing to
talk about with a guy.

He's kind of boring.

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

I mean, he's a good guy.

Good boy.

Well, he hasn't just ghosted me yet.

So, he's front-runner.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Hello.

Hi, guys.

Good to see you.

You finished your paper?

Oh, barely.

I just got another one today.

And I got... I'm gonna just... I'm
gonna be swamped until Christmas.

Let's just say that.

That's crazy, bro.

Oh, excuse me.

Ready to...

This isn't right, my, honey.

You actually have to wait.

You turn here.

She told you.

She told us.

She told us.

So, what are you guys doing
for the Pat Steelers game?

Probably watching on my place.

That sounds fun.

You can totally do that.

Or...

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

Wait.

Are you serious?

Yes, sir.

That's so cool.

You're just Browning.

Yes, sir.

How do you like this guy?

I think I'm... Yes.

Could I do the vanilla sauce?

All right.

You want Jimmy's on it?

Extra jam.

That's the garlic, nah.

This isn't Poppa Gino's, kids.

Okay.

No!

He's doing this!

He just took everything
out of his Get him!

Go!

Go!

Come on!

Watch out. Here we go.
Here we go. Watch out.

Cover that boy! Cover that up!

Yo! Jacob!

Step in my office.

Those are the shades.

Final aid night.

What were you doing?

Well, I had two essays to write.

Uh, I woke you up next week.

You said that last month.

Yeah, Ms.
Farr is better at this shit up, okay?

Trust me, Evan, she couldn't
have written it better herself.

Okay.

Good man.

Right.

Brainiac.

What?

Guys, talk carpet, take this again.

Oh my God.

These seats are for us.

Our names are at the table.

Oh, sure. What happened?

Is this killing connected to
what happened at Raymar?

I'm going to get this
pushed back a little bit.

Am I working on anything with you?

What do you got for me?

Guys are going through
security footage inside.

Yes, sir.

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

Pete?

I found this with a killer from him.

What is this?

I think it's a brick.

Or a piece of a brick.

Right.

Well, Val, you meant to take a chew, yeah?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, we met.

Come.

Take a look at this.

Hey.

We got the killer on security jam.

You're not going to
believe what he's wearing.

Cameras at Raymar
caught the same guy lowering

her legs under the
sign from the roof.

Just like you said, Sheriff.

Everyone in town is wearing them.

Wow.

Just you know me.

I will not be bullied by
some freaking lunatic.

The store is staying open
and I'm hiring extra security.

But honey, would you get
to the Sheriff's office now?

I know.

We're going now.

Just ask anyone who
is there and I do a talk.

Okay.

Okay.

Bye.

He's hiring additional security.

But not closing the store.

Correct.

That would make sense.

Wait.

Wait.

Are you serious?

Did your dad not see this guy tagged us?

Is he waiting for us to be on a
fucking display in front of the store?

I'm asking him right now.

Don't.

Why the fuck not?

You're going to tag me?

I'm going to send that motherfucker DM.

It's quiet.

Get me.

Please.

Just hold off.

Okay.

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

We can't just fuck around.

Fuck around and find out.

Fuck around and find out.

I'm going to find out.

Right.

I'm going to get to see what happens.

Are you crazy, McCarty?

Come on, Princess.

I would have hit you.

I know what your paperwork.

The cops would make me go out.

McCarty, are you back to finished, James?

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

situation, you might
want a little protection.

Curse you, my old man store.

McCarty, 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 solved.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Easy, Scooby snacks.

Jesus.

I'm only kidding.

I wouldn't sell guns to kids.

I'm selling alcohol.

And right now I got to
meet that little farthead.

Jake had to sell some
more McCarty party tickets.

Okay.

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.

Okay, 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.

And you shouldn't have
let them in the store.

It's active, can you
give us a little bit of this?

Yes.

If you look closely, you
can see all our name, Jane.

And then it's kind of blurry.

It's a scuba.

Why do they call you scuba?

My last name's Diving.

What's your first name?

Claude.

Yeah.

Scuba's better.

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

But at this point, I don't care.

Because I understand
the other 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.

Hey, Jess.

Sorry for the cap yesterday.

No, I got in this morning.

You working for your uncle again?

I'm hoping not while I'm in town.

Well, sure. I'll see you around.

Hey, Jess, wait.

I'm sorry.

Can I walk with you?

I mean, you ghosted me.

You're all social media.
You deleted every trace of yourself.

I ghosted everybody.

Yeah, but I'm not everybody.

It was your girlfriend.

I blame you for what happens to me.

And instead of telling you
about it, I banish like a dick.

I feel so stupid now, but I just...

Well, yeah, I feel horrible.

If I didn't let you guys in.

No, don't. Don't.

It was my decision.

I could have stayed outside.

It's not your fault.

How's your arm?

I mean, rehab's going great.

So, might get back up
to full speed pigeon again.

Golden arm.

Well, I've got to be happy to hear it.

Hey.

What is it?

Hi.

No, I'm still your friend.
You can trust me.

That night, after the
traveling, Kathleen was in a

panic ranting about bad
publicity and getting sued.

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... That's the thing. Maybe there is.

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

That's probably a war on the guard.

It stores the footage for a year.

Tell your dad you need it, and given
the circumstances you brought out.

But the lawsuit? No way.

He's pretending like it doesn't exist.

What do you want to do?

I want to see what's on it.

Hey, thanks for talking.

Yeah. You feel really nice?

No, I don't turn around.
It's around Baker. I'll get rid of him.

Hi.

How you doing?

Hi.

Yeah, yeah, fine.
Did you give her a statement?

Yeah, I did, but they
were just looking to identify

people, and I didn't know
anybody's. I'm Scott, so...

Didn't have much to offer.

How you doing, Bobby?

Well, I'm sorry to break up this reunion,
but, uh, Bobby, can I see you in my office?

This is new.

Yeah, well, it's changed since you left.

Looks like it.

Alright, 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 Carter.

Hey, dude.

Hey, buddy. Daddy's going
on a little vacation, alright?

Going down to the Dominican Republic, and
Jamie's going to come down here, alright?

You just chill, buddy.

Fuckus.

Hey.

Yeah.

Hey, man, I see you. I've got a fucking
flight. I'll be there in a minute, alright?

Jesus.

Alright, buddy.

Fuckin' asshole.

What?

Fuck.

Fuck.

Show yourself!

I'm a security guy to kill
people every fucking day!

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

Don't fuck with me!

Let's fucking go!

Do it. Do it. Where is he?

See you down by the door.

Shut up!

I don't know.

Our killer has claimed his second victim.

He's 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 taken 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 Quoted Park.

Effective immediately, we're
searching every inch thick.

Hey.

Hey.

Oh, hi, Dad. Let's just hear it right now.

It's over, Dad.

Listen.

I've been thinking 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, but
work doesn't feel the void.

So when I met Kathleen, I felt alive again.

I was willing to just overlook.

All flaws, and it might
have been at your expense.

And I just want to say...

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Love you, Dad.

Love you.

If I need it?

Yeah. Let's go.

I'm busy.

Nothing wants to go.

I know this kid.
Lionel. He goes to our

school. He's always
the Turkey in the parade.

I know that right.
He goes to Hanover South.

Ever punched him, remember?

Yeah. He's the one who started the riot.
He had the bull horn.

I think his name is Larry
Berlani 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 Vega.

You didn't know anyone
other than his roommate, huh?

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

Jessica, did Ryan ever mention
to you that he knew Doug?

Because that certainly
wasn't in a statement.

No.

I did not mean anything, Tyler.

Be careful, you trust. Both of you.

Yeah, don't worry.
I'll take care of Ryan today.

You're not taking care of anything.
He just said it could be nothing.

Fine, Jess. If I see Ryan, I
have like nothing's weird for you.

You should be back this week.

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 time.

Mr. Fletcher.

Mr. Fletcher.

The piece that I have written
is titled The Wampanoag and

The Native American Side of
Thanksgiving by Evan Fletcher.

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 last week.

If it makes you feel any
better, you'll probably

be killed before you get
suspended for plagiarism.

Good luck. I'm going to jump above that.

Yeah, my bad, you're right.
Plagism is serious.

Two days ago. Is there a reason?
Yeah, there's a reason.

I never bought Ryan's Mr. Perfect routine.

Yeah, I mean, how many
know a random security

guard and why would
he not tell anybody?

I don't know, Dr. Samoteer,
he was a new guy.

This guy have any family equipment?

I think his family was in Nebraska.

I'll wait for a second, it was right.

It just makes sense, he's too nice.

Okay, that's not the naive
here. I mean, the nicest guys

are the most psycho,
they're just better at hiding in.

God, what is wrong with me?

It's not you.

I feel like I can't trust anybody.

You're probably right.

I mean, us. So 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 and told you full time.

Hey, why are we even talking about him?
It's got to be mentioned.

I mean, he's obsessed with the story.
His wife just died and he hates us.

That's right.

That guy's up to his eyeballs and motive.
And he drives a Van.

The official
transportation choice for

pedophiles, kidnappers,
rapists, and murderers.

You're right. You're
right. Like coach Ingle

says, the best defense
is a good offense.

Me and you, we go after them.
Fuck them up one by one.

And then we'll get some
help from a good score.

Hey, this is not a game. Okay.
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 going to end up 50% off.

Are you going to answer it?

This fits.

You're on the right Mark, Mayflower?

Yep.

Bobby Boy.

Forgotten.

But not gone.

Forgotten.

Oh, it feels like I never left.

You in the brain now?

Yeah, just ask me.

No one was right, you know.
A lot of this change since he left.

Maybe not as much as you think.

What's that supposed to mean?

I just mean I'm helping
with the parade again.

You know, if you weren't leaving in a
few days, I would knock your teeth down.

Oh, leave me.

Money.

Who says I'm leaving?

You're fucking kidding.

Let's see. You're fucking one.
Let's fucking go.

One more.

One more.

Hey, fucking go.

Nice.

The fuck's going on here?

Money, I don't know.

We're going to call the club,
it's like a Turkey and my old wife.

Let's go.

Hide.

Hide.

One more time.

Fuck you.

Look at this tough girl.

Nice, nice, nice born man.

Good shit.

Listen, you guys keep going, okay?

The old burp is after
this, and I get in charge.

Shh.

You can just drink the whiskey.

Oh, sex.

Just a little tea.

Sit.

Here.

You're fucking crazy, you know that?

Are you ready?

I'm fucking bored, ready.

Are you sure?

Gabe, get him a
schedule, let's get trained.

Resilience, two wins.

Two wins.

Two wins.

You fucking graduated by them, 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, don't ask.

Watch me.

Blonde and boss.

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.

So are Sheriff, my kids are fucking idiot.

He's a fucking Goomba child.

Get in the car, you fucking idiot.

You know things are
kidding, you smell the power.

First person from my dad made me do.

Took it so seriously, he
insisted I learn how to pack it.

Maybe do it over and over again.

Almost blew up in my hand.

Jess, you should go home.

Gabby, maybe go find
out and get him out of here.

I heard they found blood.

Yeah, wait.

The people missing weren't the right mob.

You stay together, or
at least in the ass, okay?

Okay, yeah, shit.

Uncle, get him.

Okay, I'll meet you inside.

Hey, I can leave you guys.

No, no, no, no.

Let's go back together.

We're right back.

Yeah, we're done.

Okay.

That's weird.

Gabby.

Gabby.

Gabby.

Gabby.

Gabby.

Gabby.

Gabby.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

Hey, hey.

Hey, hey, anyway.

Using house cleaning,
innocent, and individual.

With these arabicarticles were made from.

I'm sorry.
I only saw him for a few seconds.

It's okay. It's okay. Don't be sorry.

Okay. Okay, we'll get into your home.
You're doing great.

Okay. Thank you.

Fine. That's good.

Yeah. I'm gonna get you guys home too.
Okay, be out of here.

Okay, the bottom is coming.

I'm sorry.

Hey. It's okay.

Thanks. My girlfriend.

Jess!

You can't work for me.

Did you see her?

Okay.

You came after me, but I got away.

That's been happening a lot here recently.

I wonder why. Okay, you want to tell us
about your little buddy, the security guard?

I'm sorry, who? Stop lying to her, man.

Just like how you lied to the cops.

Going through the corner huddled together?

I'm sorry. Are you talking about
the security guard 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 with Detective.

No. I walked off with him
because we were getting at ease.

That's why Scott was
there. I was just growing up

with him because I didn't
even 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.

Here you go.

You can't get off.

I'm sorry. Get off. Bullshit.

I would say the fuck away
from the parade tomorrow.

I see you. What do you want to street?
I don't know how you both say.

I'm a bad guy. You can't get me.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

I can't believe you two of
my friends have been dead.

I don't want to see either of you.

Okay, get out.

Stop. Get out.

Get out.

You live.

You live, come.

I can't.

Come on. Don't do anything.
Don't do anything.

Don't do anything. Don't do anything.

Dad, just tell me where we're going.

Florida.

I should say you're in Florida.

I don't know. That's about as much as
the conversation I've ever had with a guy.

What?

Heaven's right.

The police ain't doing shit.

I was going to.

Where are we going?

Ladies and gentlemen,
another satisfied customer.

Jacob, get him a t-shirt.

Hey, what do you want to see?

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'd expect, all right?

Think of it this way.

When Black Sabbath fired Aussie in 79,

you would have figured
it was all fucking over.

On the end of an era.

But then, long comes Ronnie James.

All five-foot-nothing of them.

The evil little elf.

And he brought a magic to that
band that they hadn't seen in years.

Who's Black Sabbath?

Get the fuck off my property.

I just want to know who's Black Sabbath.

My property right now.

Go back to my store.

You fucking toys.

Don't purchase a lot.

Fuck, suck it.

Jacob, VIP upstairs now, all right?

Watch out.

This kid's been in for two days,
drank too much white zen from Del.

Welcome to the desktop.

This is where the magic happens.

Jacob, VIP's closed.

You're on dog patrol.

You get caught with any of this shit?

You're on your own.

Jesus, scuba.

What was this?

It's meant to be taken down angry
grizzlies in the Alaskan wilderness.

All brain-eating zombies in
a post-apocalyptic America.

All right?

Let me show you something
far more reasonable.

A 44 Magnum?

A classic?

Plus you get bonus
points if you make a

dirty Harry's stop
comment when you blast it.

What card do you have any human-sized guns?

Maybe.

All right.

The SAG-226.

It's a short-recoil-operated
lock-reach pistol.

Peace and stopping power.

You'll want to use this.

Keep the safety on.

Unless you want to blow your nuts out.

What about you right, Ma?

Uh, if I were to musket
ones, it almost killed me.

Yeah, those things are fine.

Let me show you something.

Check this out.

Element is surprised, huh?

Put out your belt and you
stick them right in the gut.

We got all sorts of tactical
shit as yours if you want it.

Um, I'm-I'm-I'm gun.

Just go back.

We'll be with me in his arms, huh?

All right.

Cardi, how do you want?

Yeah, any time.

All right. Thanks.

Yeah.

Scuba, Jess, be careful out there, huh?

Keep yourself alive long
enough to return that thing.

I don't know what you think
you're going to do with the gun.

It's for protection, baby.

You've never even held one before.

You've never seen one before.

If you really want
someone to come and help,

I'm sure my dad can, like, call the
sheriff's department and send a call over.

There's one here right now.

Hey, can I come back?

Um, okay.

I'm packing right now because
I'm going to Florida, apparently.

So... Okay.

I don't know what I'll be
back, but I'm most dressed.

Okay.

I'll call you back later.

Okay.

Call me from the car.

Geez.

What are you?

Thank you.

Are you sure?

You did.

You're going to go into Florida.

Appreciate it.

When's the remodel done?

No.

Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

What the hell?

God is coming.

Finish.

Okay.

I'm trying to...

Fuckin' calm down.

What the hell?

You're there!

Dad, I'm coming!

Jesus.

Hey, baby.

Hey, I'm self.

My dad's, like, freaking
out at me right now.

We have to leave in, like, five minutes.

Okay.

Well, I'll call you from the car.

I love you.

I love you.

You're right.

You're just...

Jess, what do I do?

Like, I just think we
all agree that we're

not going to be
participating in the parade.

Well, are you Thomas?

Well, I know I'm not going.
It's too dangerous.

And it's not dangerous for Gabby and Evan.

You saw what he did to Yulia.

I can't let that happen to them.
We've just stopped him.

This parade is our chance to catch him.
If we hide, then what?

I don't want to spend the rest of my
life looking over my shoulder, do you?

You ready, Jess?

I mean, let's do this.

Look, right, Mart has extra security, so we
don't have to worry about the store, okay?

And as far as I'm concerned,
the parade has been decided.

God, I do not want to be
dragged into this any further.

I mean, if you hadn't even gone into the
store, this would have never happened.

Don't you? You're the one
who wanted to open the store.

Nobody was no strip fucking dumb
as to predict what happened last year.

Besides this year, I'm closing the store.
Thanksgiving's a holiday, even for us.

Wait, honey, what?

I mean, it's the right thing to do.
I made a decision that's final.

Sheriff, is there a way to set a trap?

Well, when the flow returns to the warehouse,
we can make it look like it's empty.

Make him think there's
an opportunity to strike.

And if he takes the bait, he'll
be over right there and then?

The bait? Excuse me, I don't
want us being used as bait.

We don't finish it now.
We'll be bait no matter where we go.

My daughter's right.

Tomorrow, John Carver is going to go down.

All right, I'll take the time.

You know.

I want two people up here to keep
an eye on that, but here as well.

See this whole section.
Keep an eye on that, February.

Thank you.

When you get back here, this
place is going to look empty.

But I'm going to be here and this whole
place will be crawling with officers, okay?

Yep. Thank you, Sheriff. You're welcome.

Hi. Thank you for coming.

You ready?

No.

Good. You need her.

Hey, Jess.

What's this?

Oh, it's my dad's ready for my rack.

He said he kept them alive.

If you won't wear it, you'll forget life.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You're welcome.

He's coming.

He's coming.

She's coming.

She's coming.

Citizens are demanding answers after a
performer was murdered in broad daylight.

At the Thanksgiving Day Parade.

Flash grenades, smoke bombs.

I think he's ex-military.

Good day.

There's no ways in a civilian car.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I got something.

What do you got?

He's live streaming from
somewhere in Portage Park.

What the fuck is that?

Well, now let's go.

I'll try to lock the coordinates in.

Call and SWAT.

I need SWAT in all units in
Portage Park immediately.

It's nothing here. We're in a parking lot.

It's telekating here in the exact spot.

I'm telling you, there's football here.

Are there tunnels underneath us?

We'll each take an exit.

Well, now you take Water Street,
Mayflower, I'll take Green and Union Union.

You guys take Dawn Street.

SWAT's gonna flush him out.

Got it?

Okay, let's go.

He's using a new cell.

Gather round.

Gather round the table, everyone.

Dinner is served.

Now is that any way to thank Kathleen?

She's been cooking all day.

Let's start off the dinner with a cheer.

From our cheerleader.

Fresh from my wide refrigerator.

She'll bear nicely with Kathleen.

You might want to let that breathe.

So nice to all be together
again on Thanksgiving.

And joining us are guests
of honor, Thomas Wright,

who missed last year's
fun sitting in his mansion.

Now, we're all going to go around the
table and say what we're thankful for.

You're on live, so
choose your words wisely.

Evan, most appropriate that you go first.

You see, if it's your video that
inspired me to make my own.

So get ready, Evan.

You're about to go viral.

You're going to break the Internet.

Right, Evan.

Look at all those likes.

Congratulations, Evan.

You're a star.

Now that I have your attention,

you're probably wondering
why you're still alive,

and they were all killed.

They were just greedy.

But you, you're the VIP.

It wasn't enough to get in the store early.

You had to taunt everyone outside
to show them how special you were.

Well, once this video goes viral,

everyone will know how special you are.

Too bad you won't be alive to see it.

This will be the most famous
Thanksgiving dinner since 1621.

And every year, people
will watch this video.

And think of your greed and
the people who died from it.

Now, let's eat.

Thomas, you love your consumers.

Well, tonight's your night to be once.

Take a bite of your lovely wife
and show me how thankful you are.

Show me that you're thankful or die.

You're just a little too old.

I'm a part of my life.

Not the rest of you.

I have no idea how to do this.

I could be a member.

I did not like it.

I love it.

I love it all.

I love it.

I love it all.

Oh, sir, the detective
chooses you need to

turn your service weapon
since it's been fired.

Okay, yeah.

I'm sorry.

No.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's about this.

We have every police officer in a
hundred mile radius searching for him.

They, uh...

They had to sedate
your father pretty heavily.

He'll be in the hospital few days, along
with your friend in Skaggy and Scuba.

I'm sorry about Kathleen and Evan.

LaBelle.

Chill.

See you at the hospital.

We'll be dead in a minute.

See you there.

We'll see you there, sir.

You're really brave, you know.

Thank you.

Couldn't have done this without you.

Can you just give me a minute to
catch my breath and then we can go?

Yeah, sure.

I'll be right back.

You ready?

It's about the details.

Small mistakes.

That's how they get caught.

I could really use your help, Jessica.

Couldn't have done this without you.

But you had to be careful with your trust.

Jess, you're okay.

Sorry.

I'm not feeling well.

We'll have a doctor to check you out.

Come on.

If only you left stuck on
the fence the second longer.

It's like fumbling on the one yard line.

It's almost funny if
you really think about it.

You should see the look
of surprise on your face.

What in my body?

Body.

Red and drugged.

Let's stop.

Red would be shot.

Putting it into the mystery
of John Carver's identity.

But when I opened the trunk
he popped me with a tie on it.

Thankfully, you pointed me
in the right direction again.

She's been using you.

This whole time.

When I said I couldn't
do this without your help.

I really meant it.

Why?

Why?

Are you doing this?

It wasn't the only one who
lost someone that night.

My wife left me and a man
who put me back together.

I loved her.

She's going to leave Mitch.

But then you and your
friends took her from me.

You took my family from me.

So now instead of spending things given
with a man I am stuck here in this office.

And now so are you.

I'd love to keep chatting but now I
gotta take care of some loose sense.

Wait a minute.

I didn't get to tell you
what I was thankful for.

What are you thankful for?

The service in here.

You should see the look
of the bride on your face.

You fucking bitch.

Yes!

Yes!

Come on!

Come on!

Sorry Jessica!

This year!

There will be!

When I told your stepmother,

she would make an excellent dinner!

That was not a lie!

Tell Ryan he's still a dick,
even if he's not a killer.

Hey.

Tell him Rose wrote the hospital.

Attack him, do you still like?

He's on the stream.

Detective.

He searched every inch of that place.

Everything was incinerated.

There's nothing but ash.

No one could survive a blast like that.

Okay?

Sorry.