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[Woman speaking native language]

[Man speaking native language]

Anchor: The chilling announcement

was made earlier today

by the secretary general of the UN,

who was overseeing the meetings held by world leaders

at their emergency summit in Athens.

Security General: While we every day bear witness

to the catastrophic ecological collapse

that is plaguing our planet,

we must not forget that this is above all,

a human crisis.

The sudden and devastating scarcity of food,

water, and resources,

once only an issue for our most vulnerable,

now spares no one,

and it requires a response like none before.

Anchor: He went on to add that starting tomorrow,

all international borders will be closed

and every nation will have one year

to meet their population reduction goals.

[ "We're Here For A Good Time (Not A Long Time)" plays]

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♪ A very good friend of mine ♪

♪ Told me something the other day ♪

♪ I'd like to pass it on to you ♪

♪ 'Cause I believe what you said to be true ♪

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♪ He said we're here for a good time ♪

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♪ Not a long time ♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪ So have a good time ♪

♪ The sun can't shine every day ♪

♪♪

♪ And the sun is shinin' ♪

♪ In this rainy city ♪

♪ And the sun is shinin' ♪

♪ Ooh, isn't it a pity? ♪

♪♪

♪ And every year has its share of tears ♪

♪ Every now and then it's gotta rain ♪

♪ We're here for a good time ♪

♪♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪♪

♪ So have a good time ♪

♪ The sun can shine every day ♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪ And the sun is shinin' ♪

♪ In this rainy city ♪

♪ And the sun is shinin' ♪

♪ Ooh, isn't it a pity? ♪

♪♪

♪ And every year has its share of tears ♪

♪ Every now and then it's gotta rain ♪

♪ We're here for a good time ♪

♪♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪♪

♪ So have a good time ♪

♪ The sun can shine every day ♪

♪ Can't shine every day ♪

♪ We're here for a good time ♪

♪ For a good time ♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪ Not a long time ♪

♪ So have a good time ♪ ♪ Have a good time ♪

♪ The sun can't shine every day ♪ ♪ The sun can't shine every day ♪

[Music stops]

Commentator: Come on, Professor, are you seriously

telling our viewers that you are

in favor of conscription?

Jared: I am in favor of this government

doing whatever it takes to win this war.

Please stop referring to this crisis as a war.

It's not a war. Wars have opposing sides.

Humanity is the opposing side.

We are engaged in nothing less than a life

and death struggle against our own extinction.

Unbelievable, so -- so what else are you all for?

How about lowering the age of eligibility?

Why not?

Plenty of individuals under the age of 18

have expressed a desire, a willingness to enlist.

I see no reason why we

shouldn't at least consider their wishes.

Consider the wishes of children?

I didn't say children,

but I do have a 10-year-old son myself.

10, are you saying that this administration

is considering letting 10 year olds enlist

because of your -- I sincerely hope

your son is not watching.

I sincerely hope he is.

He needs to know exactly what's at stake.

Every nation on this planet

needs to honor their commitments

to the Athens Accords,

and we are severely behind our 20% pledge.

Not enough people are willing to enlist.

Fuck that guy.

I don't see him signing up.

...come up with its initial enlistment estimates, okay?

I am sorry, Mr. York. I made the mistake

of assuming...

No apology needed.

...selfless enough to willingly enlist.

I agree. To volunteer.

Turns out people are far more selfish

than I believe they were.

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Commentator: The fallout continues over

the Kremlin's announcement last week

that Russia has satisfied their commitment

to the Athens Accord

Three months ahead of the UN deadline.

Oh, you're already working on the mackerel.

It must be wonderful to be handling

fresh seafood again.

This is the hardest thing I've ever done in my life,

and I'm including my years as a war correspondent.

[Sighs]

The piano looks so strange

in the bedroom.

But you were right. It fits.

You want to come up and see for yourself?

There's still time before the kids arrive.

[Indistinct talking over TV]

Oh, Dawn.

I'm sorry.

Before it causes a collapse of health.

You said you wanted to cook.

I'll go.

Anchor: ...have been taken out of context.

Says the head of...

"This is fake news,

we are not a branch of the military.

We are a department made up of compassionate individuals

dedicated to helping our nation in its greatest hour of need."

Coming up after the break, we'll bring you more on

the York Therapeutics class action trial.

The courtroom erupted today when one of

the plaintiffs confronted CEO Rachel York,

blaming Miss York personally

for her debilitating chronic pain.

[Tires screech, car engine revving]

[Music blaring, stops]

Automated voice: Exterior UV levels are moderate.

Proceed with caution.

[Cellphone rings]

Hello? Beth: What the fuck is the matter with you?

You go on TV and you tell your son

that he should kill himself?

That's not what I said, Beth.

I didn't say he should kill himself.

That reporter fucking twisted my words.

No, no, no, don't blame the interviewer, Jared. Okay?

You said what you said, and now -- [Car beeps]

now Lucas is bawling his eyes out.

Um, okay, uh, um...

Can I just speak to him?

Would you mind putting him on the phone?

I would love to have a chat with him.

No, not a chance. Are you kidding me?

He doesn't want to speak to you. Okay, wait.

Can I just come by later? I-I...

I'll be gone -- I'll be gone before curfew.

No. No, you can't come by.

I swear to God, Beth, I didn't say

our son should enlist.

That's... [Line disconnects]

[Helicopter blades whirring]

Fuck my life.

[Door opens]

Ohh!

What?

Dawn, most of this stuff is prohibited.

Where'd you get it?

[Speaks in native language]

Oh, for God's sake.

[Sighs]

What, is Noah coming tonight or something?

Of course he is.

He's your brother.

I-I mean adopted.

Why don't you go relax in the living room

until your father comes downstairs?

Hmm?

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Mia: Send me home in a Uber.

I'm fine now. They don't want me here.

Rachel: I don't care what they want.

You're staying with me.

Was that Grandpa's new car

in the driveway?

No, that's your Uncle Jared's

midlife crisis.

I don't think it's electric.

Oh. It's not.

She forced me to come.

Oh, I'm sorry, sweetheart.

You know, I am always happy to see you.

Mia, go ask Uncle Jared about his car?

I said this was an adults only evening.

She shouldn't be here.

Yeah, well, you didn't see her when I got home.

She saw me on the news and she was a wreck.

I couldn't leave her.

Poor Mia. If you don't want her here,

we're both leaving.

I mean, I don't have time for

whatever this is anyway.

No, no. It's okay.

Stay.

Please stay.

Uh...

How are things going with the lawsuit?

[Scoffs]

Rachel: Mmm! It smells good in here.

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[Cellphone rings]

Hey, what -- what happened?

I can't do it.

I thought that I could, but --

but the timing's not right.

And -- And...

I don't know, Grace.

The last time that I saw him,

he wouldn't even look at me.

No matter what your dad has planned,

he's not going to be upset by what you have to say

after what he just did for you.

I know.

What he did for me...

You don't know him.

You've never met him. He hates surprises.

And -- And I can't just hijack his night

because he'd -- he'd hate that.

And -- And that's okay, because I-I just

I need... Noah.

I-I-I just -- I need more time.

Noah.

Close your eyes.

Take a deep breath.

Picture yourself calm.

Picture yourself in the place you're most comfortable.

Now tell me.

What do you see?

Our apartment.

You.

Just you.

Go home.

I'll meet you there soon.

We can get under the sheets and watch TV.

Love you. And I love you.

Ashley: Nah-unh, not a chance.

If I'm doing this, so are you.

Get in.

[Helicopter blades whirring]

Ashley: In case you're wondering,

I just had a commercial audition

for a video game.

It's great, you know,

five years of theater school,

and this is what my life has come to,

is praying to book a commercial

for a video game.

I'm sorry, Ash.

Something I can do? Yeah, you could

convince the 50 other girls

I'm up against to enlist.

That could help me a lot.

I could try.

[Chuckles] Okay, thank you.

I'm pretty convincing.

Yeah, you are. [Laughs]

Any idea why Dad

invited us to dinner? No. No.

Uh, my guess is he's gonna tell us

that he's going back to work.

Must be killing him, he retired

just before the story of the century broke.

You know Dad, it's all about his legacy.

[Chuckles]

Why did I even bother coming?

[Car door ajar chimes]

Hang tight.

Ashley: Whose Grace?

Uh... [Chuckles]

N-Nobody, just -- just a friend.

My God, do you have a booty call after dinner?

I mean, it's not a booty call

if you live together.

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[Door opens, chimes]

[Door closes, stops]

I met her, um, at a meeting.

You know, she's been clean for a long time, and...

Look, I was gonna tell dad tonight, but --

but it's not -- The timing isn't right.

I don't want to get in the way of,

you know, whatever.

And could you just -- just not

say anything to him?

Yeah, no, I won't. Please. Just...

Won't say anything.

Please don't hate me.

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I can never hate you.

It's you and me against the world.

Always.

Just no more secrets.

Promise?

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Okay.

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[Door opens] Dawn: Like this.

[Door closes]

That's it. You're a natural.

Uncle Noah. Auntie Ashley.

Hey, nugget. I missed you.

Hi.

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You look good, son.

Oh, really good.

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Hmm.

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"Hey, Ashley. You look good, too."

Hey, Ashley. You look good, too.

Oh. Thanks, Dad.

[Claps hands] Okay, everyone, to the table.

Time for kaiseki.

[ "Nocturne No.2" plays]

Ashley: Thank you.

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Thank you, Dawn.

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Dawn: Just in case.

[All chuckle]

This is sakazuki, the appetizer.

Miso marinated tofu

with grilled aubergine and seasonal vegetables.

This is the first dish I learned to make

when I started my training in Japan.

Wow, Dawn. This is like a work of art.

Your guests must go crazy for this.

She closed the restaurant.

A toast.

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We are so happy you all joined us tonight for a family dinner.

It's so important.

I am so sorry My work kept me

from being home for dinner so often.

And breakfast and lunch.

[Jared chuckles]

Sorry, I'm just... No. No, no, no, no.

You're right. It's inexcusable.

I love my job.

But you're my children.

And I should have been here for you.

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[Laughs softly]

[Quietly] I should have been here.

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Well, that's not much of a toast, is it?

What I'm trying to say is,

we are so happy

all of you could join us.

It means the world to us.

To family.

[All toast "To family"]

To...family.

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Ashley: Oh, my God, I'm gonna burst.

Please tell me that's it.

[Dawn chuckles]

Still one more course.

Anmitsu.

A very small dessert.

Well, before dessert, I, um...

I do have something that, uh...

I want to say to everyone.

And we can't wait to hear it.

But first, I think these two need to tell us

what the fuck we're all doing here.

Rachel. What?

You invited us here

for this fabulous, fancy dinner.

Told us we couldn't invite anybody.

What is going on?

We've decided to enlist.

What -- I--

Mia, go watch TV.

No, I want to stay.

Mia, go!

That's why we wanted only adults here this evening.

Well, if you would have given me a heads up

on what this night was all about,

I would have found a fucking sitter.

Rachel, watch your mouth.

Are you fucking kidding me?

You've got a lot of nerve telling me

to watch my fucking--

Watch...your...mouth!

Save my dessert.

No social media.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

If you'd like to talk about this in a respectful manner,

we're here for questions.

Yeah, I'll go first. Uh, why?

Why would you enlist?

You don't need the money.

For over three decades, I delivered the evening news

and there was not a week that went by where I was not

reporting on some horrific ecological disaster.

Droughts, floods, wildfires, crumbling glaciers.

I remember vividly staring into my monitor the day

that the Amazon rainforest burnt out of existence, just gone.

And I knew full well

that the last thing this planet needed

was more people, and what did I do?

I had children, four of them.

Oh, my God. [Chuckles]

And now the government is talking about drafting people

to be euthanized.

If any of your names were called,

I couldn't live with myself. But they won't call our names.

You don't know that. I do, I do,

I do, I do.

And even if they did,

they can't call all of us.

Okay? I'm not supposed to say any of this yet,

but the legislation only permits

one person per family.

That means if one of us were called,

the rest of us would be safe.

And if at that point you felt inclined

to take one of our places, you could,

because they're going to let parents do that.

But none of that's gonna happen

because these rules aren't made

for people like us.

So let's just fucking get it.

We can't take that chance.

Oh, my God.

Both our first marriages ended tragically.

Neither of us ever expected to find love again.

But by the grace of God, we did.

And we think this is the right thing to do.

Okay, I'm going to try my hardest not to swear.

Um, but, Dawn,

why would you agree to this bullshit?

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Well, we were thinking

we're both public figures

and we believe if we do this,

we can set a good example.

Ashley: Oh my God,

this is about elevating

the York name, isn't it?

No it's not. It's about doing the right thing.

No it's not.

It's about the fact that

we all embarrass you.

[Scoffs] What?

It's true.

Much to your obvious disappointment,

none of us turned out to be anything special.

So enlisting is -- is your way

of going out with the York name

forever remembered as

the epitome of self sacrifice.

Dawn, be honest with me.

This wasn't your idea, right?

My dad convinced you.

We decided together.

Bullshit.

Everybody just leave Dawn alone.

I'm sorry. I can't do this.

Son, sit down. Please stay. I gotta go, I-I...

Please. No, this is not...

Dad -- Dad, y-y-you just said...

You just said you wanted to spend more time with us.

And this doesn't make any -- any fucking sense.

It doesn't make any sense.

Noah, stop! Put that down.

We'll continue this discussion after dessert.

Right, dessert. Yeah.

I will come and get you when it's ready.

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Anchor: The rioting continued throughout the night,

with protesters vowing not to give up

until the government provides transparency

into the full extent of D.O.C.S. powers.

We'll be right back.

Man: Week 39s enlisters of the week

are Luis and Rosa Gonzalez.

Luis was employed as a high school custodian for 25 years,

while Rosa stayed home and raised their son, Ignacio.

Luis and Rosa bestowed their enlistment benefit payments

to Ignacio and his new bride, Maria,

who plan to use the money to buy their first home.

Luis and Rosa, a grateful nation, thanks you.

[Door closes]

Noah: Dad, look, you don't have to do this.

Look, I have a friend in the program,

he -- he says that the government is lying

about the enlistment numbers.

Jared: Oh, fuck, here we go.

Conspiracy theory time, is it?

He's not a wacko, Jared.

He works for a watchdog group.

And, dad, what they're saying is that way more than

9% of people have enlisted, it's more like 16%.

Yeah, what's -- what's this, uh, person's name?

His name? Why? Because people who

spread disinformation should be held accountable,

so what's his name?

His name is the same as mine.

He's anonymous. He's -- Oh, he's anonymous.

The anonymous ones I found are always the bravest.

I assume you told this fucking clown,

he has no idea what he's talking about.

Charles: How do you know?

You don't know this person.

No, but I do know

this person is speaking utter nonsense.

Why would the government lie about that?

Why would they lie?

You do know who's enlisting, don't you?

And it's only gotten worse since they've opened up

enlistment to undocumented immigrants.

Okay, now that's a very unfair picture

you're painting, that's a very popular program.

First off, those people are paid.

Second off, their children

are fast tracked towards citizenship.

Those people.

Oh, for fuck's sakes, that's not what I meant.

I just meant it is

a very good opportunity for people...

Like him.

Jared, he is your brother.

I said "like" him, I don't mean him.

He's got all the opportunity he needs.

Rachel, please help me out here.

No, never. Never. Okay, guys, I know that,

yeah, times are grim and rumors are swirling,

but this administration would never fabricate

enlistment numbers just to gerrymander.

Trust me.

Why should we trust you?

You're on TV every day defending a government that

is made up of the same buffoons

who had come onto my show

and deny that climate change even existed.

Yeah, I don't know why I expected

anything different from you.

You spent an entire career in mainstream media

just pointing fingers.

Asking questions is not pointing fingers.

Pointing fingers is when this administration

repeatedly refers to this crisis

as the Asian collapse.

But that's true.

China, Japan, India --

They're responsible for this.

Shame on you.

That sort of hateful rhetoric

is why Dawn can't even go outside anymore,

for God's sake.

They burned down her restaurant.

Oh, I know you crave the spotlight, Jared.

But you're embarrassing yourself.

And you embarrass me.

Okay, cool, so I guess

next time I go on television,

I should probably just make a little pit stop

at one of Noah's meetings

and just see what the deadbeat junkies have to say.

Jared, shut up!

He met his girlfriend at a meeting.

[Jared laughs]

You're dating another addict.

Son.

[Sighs] Her name is Grace.

And, um...

She -- She's been clean for ten years, Dad.

And...she's been very, very good for me.

Do you have a picture?

[Groans]

Yeah.

Oh. She's lovely.

What does she do?

She's a manager at a Sports World

at the Oakwood Mall.

And...

I work there too.

Um, I play the piano in the food court.

You're playing again?

Just jazz standards and muzak, you know.

Nothing -- It's nothing.

No, it's not nothing.

It's perfect.

Well, I better go help Dawn.

Anyone else see the way he bandied

about that fireplace poker?

I thought he was going to kill me. Can I see?

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Ashley: Ohh!

My God, look! You guys are so cute.

Rachel: Yeah, it's kind of sickening.

You look nice, look at them.

She's gone.

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What?

What is this?

"I'm sorry. I can't do it.

I will always love you. Dawn."

What does she mean? I can't do it?

Dad, did you already sign up?

[Doorbell rings]

Hi. I'm Bob.

Mia: It's them!

Oh, they're early.

What?

[Knocks on door] Hi, it's Bob from D.O.C.S.

Department of the Citizen Strategy.

I'm sorry, we're a bit early,

but our last appointment. was a no-show.

You scheduled it for tonight?

We wanted you all here with us

as -- as we said goodbye.

What the fuck, Dad?

You can't just spring that on us. [Knock on door]

Tell him to leave. We're not done here.

That's right, that's right. [Knock on door]

Jesus.

Hi, Bob again.

We can't park our vehicle

in the driveway with all the cars.

Do you mind if we park it along the side here?

It's a tight fit, but Tony's a pro.

Uh, sure. Yeah.

Okay, Tony, we're good. All right.

Well, normally I start by

asking who people are, but I-

I certainly know who you are, sir, I'm a big fan.

Charles York, most reliable source for news.

Is that James Earl Jones. Who does that voice? No.

That's CNN. That was years ago.

Anyway, I love it, I love it.

It -- It makes you want to listen, you know?

Uh... [Whistles]

Wow, you're married to Dawn Kim?

I saw her on Iron Chef.

Yeah, me and the missus have always

wanted to go to a restaurant,

but just a little too rich for our blood, you know?

Anyway, you mind if I come in,

or did you want to do the procedures in the driveway?

[Laughs]

[Clears throat]

I'm so sorry. That was rude.

That was rude.

I'm just a little out of sorts these days.

It's just impossible to take time off right now.

[Whistles] Circling back.

May I come in?

Please, come in.

[Car engine starts]

Hello, I'm Bob.

Hi. Hello.

Hello.

[Whistles] Wow.

This place is stunning.

I don't get to see inside a lot of houses

in this neighborhood.

I love how you've updated things

and kept the historical elements.

I mean, and that chandelier is just like--

[Sniffs] Fish?

Yes. Uh, hi.

I'm Jared, I'm Charles's son.

I know you, you're on TV, too.

I am, yeah. Lately, anyway.

You're that government guy.

Well, no, I'm -- I'm an anthropologist,

but I have been working in coordination with the--

Oh, that's great. Where's Dawn?

S-She's not here.

She got cold feet and she left.

Oh, so it's just you, then?

Yes, but my wife and I

decided to enlist together.

So if it's all right with you,

I'd like to ask you to come back another time.

I'm sure once she and I connect,

she'll be back on board.

That's -- It's great. Yeah, great.

You, uh, can I, uh talk to you in private?

I mean, don't worry, don't worry.

Just need to sign some confidential paperwork

to cancel the procedure.

You know, the government and their paperwork.

Like a dog with a bone, rah rah rah rah.

Absolutely. I'll -- I'll sign whatever.

Please follow me.

Just initial the bottom of each page,

signed the last one, and we're all set.

Fine. Well...

I'd like to look it over first.

Sure. Take your time.

[Bob whistles]

Wow.

That's Mandela. I recognize him.

And Bono.

[Exhales] Is that Queen B?

Oh, my God, I love her. It is, isn't it?

Oh.

What a life you've led, my friend.

And by all accounts, a virtuous one.

Not everyone can say that.

Some men in your position,

well, they take advantage.

Lives ruined, careers destroyed.

And all for what?

A little -- little hanky panky.

Yeah, when those bozos are gone,

all anyone is going to remember

is the nasty stuff.

Not you.

When you're gone, people are going to

remember you as one of the greats.

That is, unless something comes to light

that makes people see you differently.

What is this?

I'm not signing this.

Do you know who I am?

I do.

As I said, I'm a big fan

and I will never stop feeling that way

toward you.

No matter what list your name is on.

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[Piano plays]

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The way he plays.

Charles: It's beautiful. Dad, I don't understand.

You said that you wanted to do this with Dawn.

What changed?

Did he-- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

And you were right.

I did try to convince Dawn to enlist,

but I'm still set on doing this.

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I'm sorry I wasn't a better father.

I was too hard on all of you.

Especially after your mother died.

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The estate will be divided evenly

amongst you all.

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Be good to one another.

[Ashley cries]

Support one another.

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Do better than I did.

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Bob: This is the anesthetic.

Once I administer it, you'll fall asleep

and you won't feel a thing.

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[Charles sniffles]

[Short, sharp breath]

Mia: [Crying] Grandpa.

[Door closes]

Bob: That was very moving

from the music to the reconciliations.

I mean, that procedure ranked right up there

with the best of them.

Just go.

All right, then.

Bye.

Ah, I can't leave quite yet.

Why not? You're not gonna like this,

but I need a second cadaver.

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A body. I need a second body.

I already told you, Dawn left.

I know, and that's unfortunate.

But we're here to collect, um...

Two bodies.

What's he talking about?

You're scaring my niece. Get out!

[Mumbles]

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Oh, shit! Ashley: Oh, my God! Rachel: Fuck

Jesus Christ! Bob: Calm down, calm down.

It's okay. It's all right. It's okay.

Look, we've got three hours until our next appointment,

and it's, uh...what?

Roughly a half hour from here?

Another half hour to perform the procedure.

And that leaves you two full hours to decide

which one of you is gonna take Dawn's place.

Jared: Okay, I don't know if this is some kind of

ill-timed joke, but it ends now.

Uh...I'm calling some friends of mine in the administration.

Yeah, that's not gonna happen.

We scrambled the house.

Bob: We can't have you wasting time

when you should be concentrating

on the task at hand.

Now, the little one here -- Mia, right?

You don't talk to her. Oh, relax.

I was just gonna tell you that she's exempt.

We don't get paid for minors.

You -- Paid?

Well, sure.

D.O.C.S. contracts out cadaver collections

to private companies, such as the one that employ me

and my colleagues here.

We used to work in corrections,

but prisons emptied out in a hurry

when enlistment opened up to incarcerated convicts.

It's such a shame, too.

Housing, feeding convicts

over time paid a lot more dough

than cadaver procurement.

That's strictly a one time fee.

And currently the government isn't paying for minors.

But maybe someday soon. Right, Professor?

You're a lunatic.

How?

I'm doing my job just like you.

Now give us the girl. Mia: Mom?

It's okay.

You're not taking her. [Grunts]

Uncle Noah!

Tony, take her. Mom!

No! You're not taking her.

You can't have her.

Calm down, it's okay. It's all right.

We're not gonna hurt her. You have my word.

She's just gonna sit with us in her vehicle

until this whole situation is resolved.

Now, trust me, you don't want her here

for this next part.

♪♪

Okay, Mia, listen to me.

You need to go with the man, okay?

Oh, Mom, I'm so scared. It's okay.

We just need to figure this out, I promise.

Okay? Come on.

Tony: Let's go.

Ashley: You're gonna be okay.

Why are you doing this?

We didn't enlist, Dawn did.

Please go find her.

Well, we already have people looking for Dawn,

but the odds that she's located

in the next two hours are not good.

And we are not falling further below our quota.

No way, no how.

What did you say to her father?

Nothing, I just gave him the paperwork

to cancel his procedure.

And then he read it over

and decided not to sign,

which, you know, see, you can --

You can back out. No problem.

But your bank accounts are frozen.

You lose your assets, and you go to jail

for the rest of your lives.

Either way, my company gets paid.

Jared, is that true?

Yeah, it is, but you know what?

Nothing seemed to bother him as much as the fact

that his name would one day be published

on the government's cowards list.

Yep, we're gonna let people know the names

of all the bums who turn their backs

on their country when it mattered most.

Your dad cared a lot about what people thought of him, huh?

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All right. [Clears throat] Uh, Bob.

Bob.

Um...you don't have to do this.

Well... Okay? I-I am sure

as leader of this unit,

you have some discretion

as to how the D.O.C.S. regulations are applied.

So -- So I'm gonna tell you this as a favor.

You don't wanna do this.

You are on the wrong side of history.

This -- This is a mistake.

I know people.

Important people. No, you know what?

You make a very good point, Jared.

I really appreciate that.

Thank you. Of course. No problem.

I hate to be that guy. Yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, but here's the thing.

I don't care who you know.

And I certainly don't care for you

telling me how to do my job.

The rules are the same for everybody.

That's how I roll.

So, here's what I suggest.

You all go into separate rooms,

take some time,

think about your lives.

I'm sure one of you is gonna realize that...

it's not all that great.

And to get things started,

I brought a little reading material.

You see, this situation happens

a lot more often than you think,

and that's why our familial research department

compiles concise,

personalized notes on all family members

based on information gathered from browser histories,

emails, texts, DMs and phone calls.

And not just from them, but from the people

they interact with.

So let's start with Jared York.

Please don't. Oh, this is good. This is good.

You're very young girlfriend, Kaylee,

who you abandoned your wife and child for last year.

She's having carnal relations

with 3 to 5 additional people,

depending on the week.

She's what? And speaking of your son, Lucas,

he hopes that you'll enlist

so he never has to see your,

and I quote here,

"stupid af face again."

Oh, and you often Google--

Jared: Okay, you Google shit.

You Google shit.

Next up.

Rachel York.

It's okay. I'm pretty sure

I know what's on there.

Um, my daughter is being bullied because of me.

Yes, says so right here.

Uh, my board wants to fire me from my own company.

Yeah, that's right. Oh, and I'm also

wanted for a string of bank robberies.

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Hmm, that's not--

[Groans]

Fuck you, you piece of shit! Ah!

Ah!

Stand down. Stand down. Here.

Read them yourselves.

And just, uh,

flick the porch lights off and on

when you've made your decision.

Wait, wait, wait.

What if we can't decide?

What if we can't make a decision?

Ah, we'll decide for you.

♪♪

[Door closes]

[Insects chirping]

[Indistinct radio chatter]

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Shit.

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Man: Procedure 16 complete.

Headed to 17th location.

Over.

You know, I'd ask you to play cards with me,

but I don't much appreciate your mom

punching me in the face.

I appreciated it.

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[Screams]

Oh, fuuuuuck!

Fuck!

Fuck you, you pieces of shit!

What the fuck do you know?!

[Indistinct yelling]

[Crashing]

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[Breathing heavily] Come on.

Come on, Jared.

Come on, Jared.

Come on, Jared.

♪♪

[Footsteps approaching]

Would you please move?

Thank you.

So anyone?

I think Noah should sacrifice himself for us.

Screw you, Jared.

No, really. Screw him.

Screw him.

When Mom and Dad adopted him,

he was given every opportunity

under the sun.

He went to the best schools.

He had the top piano instructors.

But! But!

Not only did he piss his own life away,

he also fucking killed that woman in the accident.

So if you ask me,

Noah should sacrifice himself for us.

It only makes sense.

No, you know what makes sense?

Is putting it to a vote. Noah: Okay.

Who here thinks that Jared

should take Dawns spot? Jared?

How fucking dare you!

I have a child! Who hates you!

Like everyone else in your life.

Oh, do -- do you know everyone else in my life?

Oh, my God, okay, no, maybe I don't.

But I know Beth. Hey...

Oh, you remember her?

You're beautiful,

amazing wife.

The one you bailed on the second someone showed you

just a little bit of attention? Stop it.

Yeah, I bet if she were here,

her hand would be held fucking high.

No, it wouldn't!

Yes, it would!

Stop fighting!

♪♪

I didn't get to say this earlier.

♪♪

But I came here tonight to apologize.

I've been nothing but a drain on this family

for far too long.

But the accident woke me up.

I'm clean.

I found love.

And for the first time in my life,

I see a future for myself.

And I want nothing more than for that future

to include the people in this room.

Now we can get through this, but we have to stick together,

like dad said.

Okay...

Like Dad said?

Before he died.

Dad said to be kind to one another,

to support one another.

So let's stop fighting and let's work together.

It's what Dad would have wanted. [Rachel scoffs]

Are you serious?

That asshole signed one of his own

fucking children up to die.

He couldn't have known about that, obviously.

No. Not obviously.

No. Nothing with him was ever obvious.

The man could have given a fucking TED Talk

on withholding, and all of a sudden

I'm supposed to give a shit

because he got all weepy on his deathbed?

Fuck you.

Jared: Nice. Nice.

Now what the fuck do we do?

Where is it? Where is it?

I mean, where is it? It's got to be here somewhere.

Oh, no, no, no. Is it here?

Nope.

Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope. There it is.

There's the card I needed.

Why don't you shove it up your butt

so you'll always have it.

You have your mother's charm.

[Indistinct radio chatter]

♪♪

[Door opens]

Boss, they blinked the light.

Decision time. BRB.

♪♪

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Bob: Hello. Hi.

We ready to proceed?

No, we just --

We had a question.

You said that if we couldn't decide

who has the procedure,

you'd decide for us.

How will you decide?

It's a very good question.

You'll be happy to know that

I use a very scientific system

perfected over time.

♪♪

[Sighs]

♪♪

[Lip trill]

What if we gave you a body?

What, you find one in the freezer?

No, you fuck.

I'm asking if you have to do the procedure

or can we just deliver you a body?

A procedure is preferable

from a paperwork standpoint,

but I would figure something out.

♪♪

[Door squeaks]

[Door closes]

No.

No decision yet.

My cards.

What did you --

What did you do? Why would you do this?

'Cause you're a bully.

What was that about?

What?

You said that we were just gonna ask Bob

how he would decide.

Yeah. We did that.

And then I had a follow up question.

A very pointed one.

No, a very logical one.

I don't want to draw straws, do you?

Fucking no, of course not.

But...

May--Maybe it's what's fair.

Fuck fair.

I don't want a 1 in 4 chance

of dying tonight.

Sorry, those odds don't work for me.

Okay, so what is your suggestion, then?

I don't have one.

I've made mistakes.

A lot of them.

Especially recently,

but I am sure as hell not ready

to throw in the towel.

None of us are.

That's kind of beside the point, isn't it?

No it isn't.

'Cause here's the thing.

I barely know you fucking people.

I know we're family and all, but, what,

we see each other

three, maybe four times a year.

Always here at Dad's.

I mean, we never get together on our own.

We never even call each other unless

it's an obligatory birthday call.

I am closer with the lady who does my nails

than I am with any of you.

What's your point?

My point is,

if Bob needs a second body,

I can tell you all, right fucking now

it's not gonna be mine.

Jared: Holy fuck! Ashley: Rachel!

Fuck! [Gasps]

No! Let me see.

What the fuck?

He doesn't deserve a cent of Dad's money.

He's just gonna fucking snort it all away.

Oh, my God.

She's not wrong. Yeah she is.

I'm fucking clean, Jared.

Rachel: Oh, whatever. It never sticks.

Listen, guys, one less sibling means

more of Dad's money for the rest of us.

You trying to recruit them to gang up on me?

No, I know where Jared stands.

Ashley, you do get

the severity of the situation, don't you?

You do get that on of us

is leaving here tonight in a fucking body bag.

One of our cold, dead bodies

is being wheeled out that door

and thrown in the back of that mobile morgue

at the end of the driveway,

right alongside Dad.

Now, do you want that dead body

to be your pretty little body?

No, you don't.

Because you have a dream, right?

You're gonna be a famous actress,

and it'll happen for you, too.

You just got to keep following your heart.

As if you care. You've never even seen her on stage.

No.

I haven't, but I do know

that following your heart isn't cheap.

Now, I don't know how big Dad's estate is,

but think of how much more of a nest egg

you could have with one of us out of the picture.

♪♪

Yeah.

Nice try.

But we're stronger than that.

♪♪

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Noah already got his inheritance.

What do you mean?

I mean, he's not going to trial.

The, uh, woman's family dropped the charges

because Dad paid them off.

[Chuckles]

I saw an email from Dad's lawyers.

He paid them $3 million.

Jared: Holy shit! No, no, no,

I had nothing to do with that, Dad did that.

Noah: I didn't even know about it Okay.

until Dawn told me about it.

When she -- When she invited me to dinner.

I mean, so, Dad's estate isn't really being

split evenly, is it?

Because you're already up 3 mil.

I don't give a shit about the money.

You guys can have it. Ash.

Noah: Ash.

You promised me no more secrets.

[Metal clanks]

[Jared groans]

Jared, put that back. Jared, put that back.

What the fuck? Rachel: Ashley. Ash!

You put that back. Ash!

3 million fucking dollars.

Stop! This is fucking crazy!

All of you, stop!

Get the fuck back, Jared!

Hit him! It's not easy as it looks.

You fucking hit him. I already did.

Just swing, you fucking pussy!

Stop, stop!

Swing!

Do you want it to be you?

No! We're a fucking family.

Just fucking swing!

Stop it! We're a fucking family.

♪♪

Fuck this.

[Rachel groans]

Noah: Jared.

Jared.

Yeah.

[Breathing heavily]

Ah!

Jesus! Fuck!

Ash, please.

Come on. [Jared groans]

Don't do this. Ash, please.

Ah!

[Ashley yells]

♪♪

[Noah grunts]

♪♪

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

[Sighs]

So you're a test tube baby?

Is that because your mom couldn't mate with a man

without killing him?

No, my mom said it was because

she didn't want to waste any of her love

on some idiot man.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Yeah.

I don't think your mom is a person with

a whole lot of love and reserve.

[Sighs]

This is a waste.

I have to pee.

Back there, to the right.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

I don't want you peeing on this.

[Sighs]

[Mia crying quietly]

Man: Sir, great news.

We have apprehended Mrs. Kim

and are en route to your location.

You can release the orcs.

ETA 20 minutes.

Uh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Um, let's just, uh...

bring her back to headquarters.

Sir, she says she wants to do the procedure at home.

Yeah, I don't give a rat's ass what she wants.

Take her back to headquarters.

[Toilet flushes]

♪♪

I wiped myself on your hand towel.

Oh, of course you did.

♪♪

[Noah breathing shakily]

[Groans, knife clinks]

♪♪

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[Breathing heavily]

Close your eyes. [Breathes deeply]

Close your eyes.

Close your...

Put yourself calm. [Inhales deeply]

Picture yourself calm.

Grace: Picture yourself calm.

Picture yourself calm.

Oh, my God.

Grace.

Grace.

[Breathing heavily]

♪♪

[Insects chirping]

[Shuffling]

♪♪

[Cellphone thuds]

♪♪

Bob: One, two. [Popping]

One, two.

One, two.

[Popping continues]

One, two, three.

Oh, there we go.

Apologies for the counting,

but the instructions say it's ready when you can

count to three between pops, so that's what I do.

You got to be careful, 'cause the second

you burn one kernel, the whole bag is ruined.

I don't know why, but it just tastes off, you know?

One time I only --

I only had four unpopped kernels.

I put a photo of it on Insta. You should check it out.

I'm @WhataboutBob42.

Amazing, I'll do that for sure.

Hey. You don't want any popcorn?

It's been over an hour.

What are they still doing in the house?

You know, based on my experience

in similar situations, I want to say, yeah,

killing one another.

What?

No they're not. Why would they do that?

Hey, that's not on me.

Your mom came up with that idea

all by herself. She did not.

She would never do that. Oh, why?

Because she's such a good person? Please.

You know those terrible things your classmates

are saying about her online are true, right?

Yeah, your mom was fully aware

that those pills didn't work.

And, yes, she refused to pull them off the shelf.

So those women got sicker and sicker because of her.

Stop lying!

Tony!

[Mia thuds]

[Shuffling]

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That our expectation,

our desire to achieve victory

on a volunteer basis.

Is an abject failure.

[Indistinct speaking on TV]

♪♪

Man: They sent this idiot out to the crowd.

I don't know why you bother having him on--

[Clatter]

Woman: He is Charles York's son.

Man: I respect the hell out of Charles.

But his kids? That's another story.

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Noah.

Please don't.

What are you doing here?

I had to get away. I couldn't take it.

Noah, I'm so sorry.

I don't know what happened.

Rachel, she got in my head.

Where are they?

They're in the living room.

They have Dawn's knives.

I'm gonna go talk to them.

Did you not just hear what I said?

This has to stop.

Ash...

...it has to stop.

You stay here?

No.

I should go with you.

They should hear it from the both of us.

Get behind me.

In case they gang up on you too.

Okay.

[Inhales deeply]

♪♪

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Hey.

Look at us.

You look so happy.

♪♪

I just started taking piano.

Nobody called me a prodigy back then.

It was still fun.

And I had a new little sister to call my own.

You and me against the world.

Right?

Got those chubby little cheeks.

Noah.

Yeah.

[All yelling]

Jared: Fuck!

Damn it!

[Noah groans]

Ash, help me!

Help me!

I can't.

Ash!

[Grunts]

[Groans]

♪♪

Rachel: Open the fucking door!

Get up, help me!

Jared: Move! Move!

[Pounding on door]

You're fucking dead!

Die already.

[Gasps]

Tell Mia I love her.

Tell her yourself.

[Rachel and Noah breath heavily]

Ah!

♪♪

I'm not racist.

Uh...

No, I-I'm an ally.

Okay, so, uh, you, uh...

Mia, uh...Dawn.

I love -- I love you all, okay?

I-I know you're not supposed to say,

"I don't see color,"

but I don't see color.

So none of this has anything to do with,

uh, white privilege or systemic anything.

Got it, Jared.

I got it.

[Breathing heavily]

[Jared coughs]

Oh!

Oh!

[Breathing heavily]

Oh my God!

Oh, sh--

You think I'm the bad guy, but I'm not.

I'm only here tonight because your grandpa invited me.

He knows I'm doing important work

to save the planet for your generation.

Give me a fucking break.

Your generation ruined the planet.

Hey, language.

You need to improve your outlook, young lady.

I mean, I don't think you realize how lucky you are

to be living where you do

Most of the world now, you know,

it's total anarchy.

But we still have law and order,

and we're still protecting your freedoms.

Okay, look.

You don't understand this because you're a kid,

and I get that, right?

But just when the dust settles,

when we hit our enlistment goal,

the great people of this country

used to have the really decent, the --

the righteous people, they're gonna be gone.

Yeah, whatever.

No, no, no!

Enough with the fucking attitude!

After everything I've done,

after everything I've sacrificed,

you damn well better show me some respect.

Tony: Boss, everything okay in there?

[Knocks on door] Boss?

Yeah, Tony. I'm good. It's all good. It's all good.

It's all good. It's all good.

Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you.

I'm just -- I don't I know what I'm talking about.

You know, I've been -- I've been inside these people's homes.

I've sat with their families.

And these aren't the Richie Rich's of the world,

like your kind, they're massive carbon footprints.

No, these are the -- These people are salt of the earth.

They've worked hard their whole lives

and just couldn't catch a break.

That is, until the government offered them

a quarter of a million, tax free, dollars

to sacrifice themselves.

And now -- And now they're dying happy

knowing that their families are being taken care of.

You know?

I mean, that's beautiful.

My wife, Ruth, she enlisted on day 14.

Yeah, she had Parkinson's for years,

but we managed, you know, we managed.

It's all good.

Still, she decided that since the enlistment program

didn't give two hoots about preexisting conditions,

she might as well sign up

and get the money instead of die

for nothing, you know?

Hey, I disagreed,

but I never won an argument

in all our years of marriage. [Chuckles]

Look, I'm sorry that you're all broken up

about what's going on in your grandpa's house,

but come on, come on.

Is it so wrong to not want the new world

to be filled with terrible people like your family?

No.

I guess not.

But I don't think you care about that.

I just think you like to watch people die.

Can it be both?

♪♪

Jesus Christ, this is so fucking bleak.

I-I don't know, I--

Oh, God.

Jesus. Is -- Is --

There's no way Bob can just come in here

and fucking kill him

so we don't have to?

No, he won't do it.

No, but he might.

He might. We could at least ask him.

It's a waste of time.

That sadistic fucker is loving

what's happening in here.

This is what he wanted all along.

If we want out, we have to deliver the body.

Guys, the way he looked at me

when he realized I betrayed him.

I can't. Yeah.

He could have finished me off,

but he didn't. Me too.

All right, Ash, it's okay, we're gonna,

uh, just get this done real quick.

It'll be over with before you know it.

On three. Yeah, okay. On -- On three.

Okay.

Ashley: Ugh. Oh, God.

One.

Yep. One.

Two.

Ahh...

Three. [Car horn honking]

[Yells]

Grace: Noah?

Noah!

Noah, please! [Honking continues]

Who's that? Who's that?

Grace: Noah, are you still here?

Guard: Ma'am, stop right there.

Bob: You stay there.

Noah, where are you?

Ma'am. Let me go.

I don't know what's going on here,

but I'm recording everything.

Grace: Where is Noah? Holy shit.

That's Grace. Oh, my God, we're saved.

G-Grace!

Hey, hey, you guys,

you're Noah's family, right?

Yeah. Grace: What's going on here?

Where's Noah? Ma'am.

I can answer all your questions.

I didn't ask you. I asked them.

Get back in the house, get them back

in the house right now.

Come on.

Mom!

Mia! Back in there.

Ma'am, you're interfering in official D.O.C.S. business.

That's a federal offense. D.O.C.S.?

I thought D.O.C.S. just euthanized people.

We've diversified.

[Engine starts]

Shit.

Tony: Hey! Hey! Stop the vehicle!

Mom!

Mia!

Bob: No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Tony, help me out here. Just -- Careful!

She's a child!

Be gentle, Tony, gentle.

Yorks, back in the house.

You still owe me a body.

Grace: Owe him a body?

What is going on here?

Where is Noah? Tell me he's alive.

He is Grace, he's alive. But he needs help.

Please run and get help. Okay, okay.

I'm gonna go get help.

Just tell Noah I love him.

Go! Run! Run!

Stop her.

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What?

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[Gasps]

♪♪

They killed her. They fucking killed her!

She didn't do anything.

So that's it, right?

You have your second body.

What, are you kidding me?

She's not my second body.

I'm here to collect two York bodies.

Now get back inside the house

and finish what you started.

And don't you dare try to pin this on me.

If your family did it's part, that poor woman

would be alive right now.

Now get in there. You've got 15 minutes.

♪♪

I meant go get her.

Don't. Don't say anything.

Let's just go upstairs and do what we have to do.

♪♪

Don't think about it. Let's just do it.

I mean, no, I wouldn't want to be alive right now anyway.

That woman lying dead out there

was his whole world.

Yeah. Yeah.

Um, if -- if you think about it,

we're really doing him a favor.

I mean,

it's fucked up,

but it's the right thing to do.

Now it is.

Yeah, yeah. Okay.

♪♪

Huh.

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Ashley: Noah?

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[Gasps]

Jared: Fuck.

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Noah?

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Noah?

Jared: We had nothing to do with what happened to Grace.

Noah?

Come on, Noah, we don't have much time.

♪♪

Rachel: I'm not mad anymore.

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Noah, come on, you're freaking us out.

♪♪

This is bad. This is so fucking bad.

[Ashley breathing heavily]

[Doorknob turns]

[Door creaks]

[Gasps]

Fuck.

Fuck. Fucking Noah.

[Knife plunges, Ashley grunts] Jared: Oh, my God.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Jesus Christ, Noah!

Noah.

[Noah grunts]

[Rachel grunts]

No!

Noah, we're so sorry.

We're so sorry.

[Gasps]

[Grunts]

[Gasping]

[Breathing heavily]

[Gasps]

Noah!

Get off her!

Fuck you.

If Bob needs a body, it can be this

lying bitch's body.

Please, just leave her alone.

What would Dad think?

Huh?

Fuck.

Ah! What would Dad think?

[Coughs]

Huh?

[Gasping]

Ah! Ah!

Don't you fucking talk about him.

[Screams]

Okay, okay!

Just leave Ash alone.

I'm volunteering for the procedure,

you don't have to do it.

You don't have to do it. I'm volunteering.

Everything that's happened tonight

is on me.

You're not the worst of us, Noah.

I am.

I'm cold, I'm selfish.

So take me.

Please.

Just take her, okay?

[Breathing heavily]

You -- You never wanted fame or money.

You just wanted a fucking family.

[Breathing heavily]

Just flick the lights. I'm ready, okay?

Jared: No, no, no.

It should be me.

'Cause I'm the eldest

and I'm supposed to look out for you guys.

I was always supposed to look out for you guys.

I never fucking did.

Uh, a really bad brother.

And I'm a bad husband and a bad father.

So if someone is gonna have the procedure,

it should be me.

I have nothing. Ashley: Jared, stop!

You have Lucas.

He needs you to be here for him.

And no one needs

a two-faced failure.

If anyone should do the procedure,

it should be me.

Fuck that.

No one is volunteering.

It has to be one of us.

[Exhales]

We have no choice.

I volunteered first.

No, we've always had another choice.

Let's get Bob.

[Gasps, coughs]

Mia: I need to see my family.

You'll see them when they blink the porch lights.

Not before.

By then it'll be too late.

Someone I love is gonna die in there.

Please. Please.

[Crying] Please, Bob, please.

Please! [Chuckles]

I need to say goodbye, at least

Let me say goodbye!

Why?! Why won't you let me see them?!

Noah: Just a little bit longer, Ash.

Ash, stay with us.

Rachel: Fuck, she's losing a lot of blood.

Jared, hurry up.

Jared: Two more seconds.

Right, you keeping pressure? Yes.

Jared! Okay, okay. It's ready.

You're gonna have to hold her down, though.

Ash, Ash.

Ash, I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, Ash.

It's not your fault.

It's supposed to be me and you against the world.

And I screwed it up, Noah.

Aah, do -- do you want to count down?

No. Just fucking do it.

Okay, here we go, here we go, here we go.

[Sizzles, Ashley screams]

Oh, no no, no, I have to do it again.

I'm going in again. I'm going.

[Sizzles, Ashley screams]

[Gasps, stops screaming]

Ash? Ash?

Ash, Ash, come on.

Ashley, Ashley, wake up!

Wake up! Come on.

Ashley!

[Watch beeps]

Well, times up,

one way or another.

We're nearly done here.

[Door opens]

[Door bell rings]

[Knocks on door]

Hello? Anybody home?

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

Huh.

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Not who I expected.

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Where are the rest of you Yorks at?

We don't have all night.

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Okay.

Stop right there.

Shirts up.

Turn in a circle.

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Well, whoever's responsible for this,

I really appreciate you saving us the effort of

bringing our equipment back in here.

So thank you for that.

Let's get the gurney in,

though, Tony.

We're all set to go in here.

Okay, well, I guess I owe you guys some money.

Now I can split the total between the three of you.

But one of you is gonna get a penny more than the others.

Some people wouldn't think that's an issue,

but some families just fight like crazy over it, you know?

Ahh! Fuck!

[Groans]

Shut the fuck up.

Ashley, that was quite a performance.

I've seen a lot of dead bodies.

I'm not easily fooled. Well done.

Jared: Hey!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Noah: Guns down or they're dead!

Do it!

You don't want to be doing this, Yorks.

We're all bleeding out anyways.

You tell them to put their guns down or you'll be joining us.

Put your guns down.

Do what he fucking says!

They're not listening.

They say it's hard to saw through someone's windpipe, Bob.

But I bet I could do it in just one swipe.

Okay, give them your weapons.

Put your weapons down.

Hand over your weapons. Put them down.

Down! Fucking down! Do what they say.

Give it to me. Give me your guns. Give me the--

He's gonna cut his fucking throat! On the ground.

Hands on your heads. Listen.

Do as they say.

Now.

Rachel: Hands on your head.

Well, if you think we've never been in a situation

like this before, you'd be wrong.

So let me tell you how this is gonna play out.

Ash.

Ashley.

Okay.

All right, I'm good. Let's take him dow--

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Tony: I have -- Rachel: Shut up.

I have a son, too. Tony Junior.

Cut it out or I'm gonna swap you for Bob.

Noah: He's awake.

[Door opens]

Boss, I'm sorry.

They forced me to show them how to set everything up.

Tony, Tony, Tony, Tony, it's okay.

I've got it all under control, babe.

Oh, yeah.

This is not looking good for you guys.

I'm not gonna sugarcoat it. I'm not gonna sugarcoat it.

Yeah, this is looking really bad for us.

Well, I'm just saying, based on what I'm seeing here,

not only are all of you going to jail,

but the government now has official custody

of both Mia and Lucas.

Excuse me? Not me. Or my company.

We're not in the minor accommodation business, I swear.

However, if any D.O.C.S. employee is injured

in the enactment of their duties,

the perpetrator's children automatically become

wards of the state.

It's true. Ask Tony.

It's true.

Don't kill me.

Yeah, and you should see the deplorable conditions

at these facilities, I mean,

remember the kids in cages at the border?

Yeah, think that but far worse. Far worse.

Oh, you probably want to keep your fucking hands

off our kids.

[Chuckles]

Then we're screwed no matter what we do.

Huh, Bob?

No reason to leave anyone alive.

Nugget, gonna have to ask you

to step outside again, okay?

I'm sorry about your wife.

It sounded like she was a really nice person.

So I doubt the two of you

are going to end up in the same place.

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[Door opens] Look, um...

I know you're all very upset.

I can -- I can tell -- I'm --

it's been -- it's been a hell of a night, huh?

[Chuckles]

So here's what I'm willing to do.

Just forget about this whole situation.

And me and my man will just pick up your sister

off the floor and we'll go.

Okay? Deal's a deal.

What do you say?

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Come on.

That's not Ashley on the floor.

It isn't?

Yeah, no, our first attempt at the procedure

didn't go too well.

Tony forgot to tell us

to take the air out of the IV tubes.

Noah: You ever see somebody die of an embolism, Bob?

It's not quick.

Noah: It's not really fair considering

that your friend killed my girlfriend instantly.

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But as my lovely sister over here put it earlier...

Fuck fair. Okay, I can save you all.

I can save you.

I can save you and your children.

I could have sworn you said we were all doomed.

No, no, it's just a matter of paperwork,

that's all, just -- I can write something up

to cover for you.

You can cover us for murdering a D.O.C.S. agent?

Yeah, yeah, I'll just say that your father

reacted violently when --

when his wife departed and took us by surprise.

That's actually happened. My bosses will believe that.

And then when he calmed down, he decided to go ahead

with the procedure for his children's sake.

That part is true. It's so true, right?

No, please. Okay. Wait, wait, wait.

What about Dawn? What about Dawn?

What about her?

We have our headquarters.

Yeah, yeah. We have--

[Gasping]

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I don't know shit about that.

Okay, I'll bring Dawn back to you.

You don't have to have the procedure, you know.

Your family's given up enough. Please don't push that.

Please don't push that.

You'll never see her alive again.

They'll kill her and it'll be on you.

It'll be all on you. Come on.

Oh, hold on, hold on, hold on, come on.

What don't you people understand?

Huh? What? What?

There's a worldwide crisis going on,

and I'm doing important work.

And you -- you -- you -- you -- you -- you -- you --

you're just a pieces of human excrement

polluting the planet with your every breath.

I don't deserve to die!

You deserve to die!

Not me!

You!

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Man: Week 40s enlisters of the week

are Grace Dawson and Ashley York,

Friends for years, the inseparable pair

told our D.O.C.S. procedure practitioner

that they chose to enlist together

so they could inspire others

to do everything they could do

to help heal our ailing planet.

Bob: It was a beautiful procedure,

ranked right up there with the best of them.

Man: Grace and Ashley, a grateful nation thanks you.

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