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[theme music]

[indistinct chatter]

(Freddy) I'll be back.

I'm free!

[screaming]

No!

[laughing]

[music continues]

[rock music]

(man on radio) 'That's ten-odd hits in a row.'

'Whoo! Huh-oh!'

'It's almost midnight'

'and for those of you working the graveyard shift'

'the old hawker here is gonna sign off the air'

'with a little something different tonight.'

'The big Springwood versus Pleasant Valley game'

'is comin' up, as we all know.'

'So here's the Springwood High fight song. Night!'

[band music]

[music continues]

Oh, God!

Oh, Beefy Boy God.

Hear our prayer.

Won't you accept..

this sacrifice?

'And grant us fewer hours this weekend?'

I will sample your sacrifice.

[blowing raspberry]

They're disgusting!

Oh!

God of grease.

Bored, Ross?

'Late shift gettin' to you?'

[all laughing]

You'd be talking to, uh, styrofoam too

you've been working here long enough.

Well, hop in, a little cruise might clear your head!

(in unison) Come on!

No chance, man, this place is my ball and chain.

Come on, your dad'll let you off.

Yeah, right.

Okay, dude, it's your life

- 'Bye.' - 'Later.'

My life?

Yeah. Probably die here.

[intense music]

Now, it's the graveyard shift.

When I get hungry.

[laughing]

[clock ticking]

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

Ooh!

Guess what we want, Beefy Boy?

Yes.

(female #1) 'How would you like to come with us'

for a nice, long... ride?

You'd enjoy it.

Come, play.

'You're so handsome.'

'Come on, Bryan.'

'We know you're in there all by yourself.'

We'd have so much fun.

'Come on, sweetie, we're waiting.'

'Let's go.'

Alright, son, place is yours till the morning.

Ho-ho-hold it, dad.

I have to work all night? You said, 3 a.m. was it.

I'm sorry, Bryan, my sunrise guy called in sick.

One night won't kill ya.

Dad, it's been one night for three weeks!

I've gotta fill out these college applications.

I'm leavin' this town in September.

I just think it's important if you soak up

as much business sense as possible before you..

waste your life with that, uh, liberal arts.

Dad, the only think I'm soaking up around this place is grease.

This place clothed you and fed you.

I can't believe you're planning on turning your back on it now.

I don't understand you, Bryan.

Dad, it's not just<i

It's... Springwood, it-it's a dead-end town.

You know, I'm tired of seeing bushes and trees, the lawns

and... other green things.

I want-I want concrete!

Son... take a look around you.

Don't you understand?

After I'm gone..

all this'll be yours.

All this'll be mine?

I don't know if I can wait that long

for such a reward, dad.

[chuckles] Patience, son. Patience.

Goodnight.

[chuckles]

[sighs]

[telephone ringing]

Hello.

Don't bother picking me up.

Oh, Bryan, not again.

Yeah, he's tagged me for the night shift.

I'm staying till morning.

I'll still come down and hang out.

Well, um..

Gets kind of creepy around here, Karyn, maybe you shouldn't.

You need the company.

I'll see you about 3:00, okay?

Bye.

[clock ticking]

[chuckles] Yeah.

[bell dings]

[intense music]

Welcome to Beefy Boy. May I take your order?

[engine revving]

Hello? Anybody home? May I take your order, please?

[engine revving]

(man on speaker) 'We're coming, Bryan.'

Al, is that you?

[engine revving]

[chuckles] Al, quit screwin' around.

(man on speaker) 'You can't run. You can't hide.'

'You're ours, Beefy Boy.'

[engine revving]

[engine revving]

[laughing]

[clock ticking]

[intense music]

[car horn honking]

Hi.

[sighs]

[sighs]

Cabin fever.

[engine revving]

Give me everything you've got.

With everything on it.

[gunshot]

[laughing]

Bryan.

Hey!

Are you okay?

Calm down.

What, did you have a bad dream or something?

[sighs]

Yeah, the worst.

Come on, I don't care what my father says.

We're gettin' out of here. We're lockin' up.

[intense music]

[instrumental music]

Are you sure, you're okay?

Yeah.

Um, it's just this headache.

Oh!

Come here.

Thanks for driving me home, Karyn.

Sorry, I'm not very good company.

It's just this dream was so real.

I couldfeelthe bulle

Why don't you try to get some sleep?

That's a laugh.

As soon as the old man finds out

I've left the shop... I'm history.

But you're seeing the damn place in your dreams.

He couldn't care less. It's his fault I was there.

I mean, he is the reason I was there.

Mom will just back him up.

It'll be okay.

[music continues]

I'll always love you, Bryan.

Even if you do dream about girls in pink Cadillacs.

[chuckles]

[laughing]

(in unison) Springwood needs you, Bryan.

(in unison) Springwood needs you, Bryan.

(in unison) Springwood needs you, Bryan.

[dramatic music]

(man on radio) '...has left thousands homeless'

'and what has been called the worst disaster'

'to strike the region in more than 50 years.'

'And locally..'

'...yet another mysterious drive-by shooting'

'occurred early this morning.'

'Springwood police remain baffled at..'

[static]

(Freddy on radio) 'Give me everything you've got.'

[engine revving]

[grinding]

(Bryan) 'Mom!'

Mom!

Mom!

Mom, I don't feel too good.

I'm not surprised, leaving the family business.

Don't worry, it's only our livelihood.

Mom, I couldn't take it anymore.

That place was eating me up.

Mom, please.

For once, why can't you be the kinda mom who..

[applauding]

Oh, sweetie, did you wipe your feet?

I just waxed the floor.

[laughter]

[instrumental music]

Mom, do I look okay?

Did you finish your chores?

Chores?

Yes, the lawn needs to be mowed.

We don't have a lawn.

The dog needs to be walked.

We don't have a dog.

How do some nice cookies and milk sound?

Cookies and milk?

Don't forget, Wally and Chip and Ernie will be over soon.

Now, you boys have fun on that pay for drive.

Now, there are three boys who never disappoint their parents.

[applause]

[glass shatters]

Let your mother feel your head.

Come here.

Getting too old to kiss your mother?

[laughing]

[moaning]

Hey, Bryan, you don't mind about me and Karyn

seein' as how you're gonna be here forever.

[chuckles]

Besides, I never really liked the meat in this place anyway.

[laughs]

Hey!

Wait a minute. Karyn! Karyn!

[panting]

[engine revving]

[intense music]

What was that noise?

It's the mailman, dear.

Look, letters of acceptanc from colleges.

Well, I guess that seals it.

You're really leaving aren't you?

That's what I've been trying to tell you for two years, dad.

What's so bad about a man building a business

making it work, and wanting to pass it on

to his own flesh and blood.

Nothing, dear.

Well, according to him there is.

Could I please have those?

Those belong to me. Those are my tickets out of here.

Come on, Bryan, you need college like a hole in the head.

Come on, sit down, eat.

Dad?

Dad, after what happened last night I'm never going back!

Don't count your burgers before they're on the bun, son.

Hey, what are you doin'?

That's my future!

Here's your future.

Don't you get it, Bryan? You are Beefy Boy.

(together) It's time for the "Beefy Boy Jingle."

♪ Chew me eat me you can't beat me ♪

♪ Chew me eat me you can't beat me ♪

♪ Chew me eat me you can't beat me ♪

♪ Chew me eat me you can't beat me ♪

♪ Chew me eat me you can't beat me ♪

♪ Chew me eat me you can't beat me ♪

♪ Chew me eat me.. ♪♪

[instrumental music]

[punching phone keys]

(Bryan) 'Come on.'

Pick up. Please.

♪ Chew me eat me you can't beat me ♪♪

[laughing]

(Karyn on phone) 'Hello, Bryan.'

How did you know it was me?

'Who else would it be?'

They're out to get me, Karyn.

My folks, they want me to go back.

'Bryan, we have to talk.'

'Something horrible has happened.'

Karyn, I'm not going back. I can't. I hate that place.

[wailing]

Shut up!

[dramatic music]

[coughs]

Happy, son?

No point in going on.

The business was our life, but you destroyed it.

Damn, lighter.

No, I have a life too.

I have a life outta this town. I have a life outta here.

[whimpers]

It's alright, Bryan, we're old.

So we die.

You, you've got a life, now that you've ruined ours.

- Go, live yours. - Shut up!

Shut up. Shut it up.

Give us a goodbye hug.

[as Freddy] Give us everything you've got

with everything on it.

[laughing]

[engine revving]

[bell dings]

Someone's ordering son, wanna get it?

Dad, stop it.

Let us go. You win. We're used up. Let us to rot.

[wailing]

Please, stop it.

(female #2) 'Leave me alone. My son has forsaken me.'

Stop, dad. Stop. Stop it.

[explosion]

[panting]

Shh! It'll be alright.

So glad to see you.

You know, I only want what's best for you.

They keep sending me back.

I try and I try... but I keep going back.

I know.

But this time, you have to go back.

- For real. - What are you saying?

Bryan, don't be difficult.

This isn't where you belong.

Not you too.

Please, not you.

Sometimes we have no choice.

Sometimes we're dealt of stacked deck.

I thought you were on my side.

I've always been on your side.

Don't you see?

I am you.

[intense music]

[music continues]

(Bryan on speaker) 'Welcome to Beefy Boy, may I take your order, please.'

'Hello, a-anybody there? Can I take your order?'

[laughs]

[intense music]

Give me everything you got, Bryan.

With everything on it.

[gunshot]

[heartbeats]

[echoing] I'll die here.

[screams]

[horn blaring]

[siren wailing]

They're being taken to Mercy.

She has superficial wounds. He's gone.

Damn, graveyard shift.

Poor kids never knew what hit 'em.

[instrumental music]

[thunder rumbling]

[screeching]

Have it my way.

[laughing]

[instrumental music]

[thunder rumbling]

[electricity crackles]

- Gunshot. - You have the specifics?

Drive-by shooter, thrill kill.

Her boyfriend was hit bad.

They clipped her, but it looks fixable.

Dr. Sterling to ER stat.

Repeat, Dr. Serling to ER stat.

[indistinct chatter on PA]

(male #1) 'Got it.'

[whimpering]

Ready?

(male #2) 'Lift. Up!'

No, I don't wanna be here.

Relax, honey, you'll be fine.

Alright, who's working on the backup generator?

(male #3) 'Alright, let's go.'

[electricity crackling]

An apple a day, ain't gonna keep me away.

[laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

Yeah, see, here and here, fragments.

Damn large caliber.

It looks minor but it may have broken her up inside.

Please. I hate it here. Please let me go.

It'll be fine.

Uh, just be calm, Karyn.

'Your wound's not that serious and we'll have you out'

'of here in no time.'

Right after we amputate both legs and your left arm.

What?

What, dear?

You're gonna cut off my legs and my arm?

Nobody's going to cut anything off.

Now, just lay still, Karyn..

and let yourself drift off.

'Believe me. You're in good hands.'

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

See... the bullet bounced around.

The damage is a little mor extensive than I thought.

She's got to help us.

Artery, Miss Keegan.

Come on, Karyn, fight.

'Damn things in tatters.'

This is gotta be an extremely delicate incision.

Scalpel.

[sneezes]

Sorry.

Well, better than the piano lessons.

'She's coming out of it.'

Put her back under.

[moaning]

Alright.

Here we go.

[machine whirring]

(Karyn) 'Oh!'

- Oh, she's coming out of it. - 'No!'

Will you please keep her under, Frankie?

You'll be fine.

Now... where are those motor skills?

Ah! Here we are.

I'm going to need some assistance over here.

(Karyn) 'No!'

'Oh!'

'No!'

[metal clanking]

Hello. How are you today?

Stop.

Aren't you the one with the hearing impairment?

No!

Hmm!

Oh, I'm sorry, you're the gunshot wound.

My mistake.

It has been so crazy in here ever since the storm.

I wanna go home.

No, no, no, you gotta get some rest.

Doctor's orders.

Bryan. Where's Bryan?

- What? - My boyfriend.

- He was brought in with me. - I'm sorry.

You're gonna have to talk to Dr. Serling about that.

He'll be in in just a minute.

No.

[wind blowing]

[intense music]

[music continues]

Well, how's my favorite patient today?

Where's Bryan?

Right to the chase, huh?

Well, he's in room 20 on the first floor.

But we'll worry about him later.

Right now, I'm concerned about you.

I don't wanna stay here.

You can't make me stay here.

Come on, you're not giving us a chance.

Everybody hates hospitals.

You must give us the benefit of the doubt, believe me.

You'll be fine.

You keep saying that.

The operation.

I can't believe what I saw.

Now, now, it's not unusual to drift

in and out under sedation.

Important thing is you're over the hump

and your parents will be here soon.

My parents?

No, they can't be coming.

Karyn, please.

You must be still.

Nurse?

Now, trust me. It'll be fine.

[instrumental music]

[moaning]

[moaning]

[sighs]

Well, welcome back.

That's a good girl.

You're sweating like a.. You're perspiring quite a bit.

Lemme fix the air conditioner.

(Karyn) 'I want out of here.'

I want Bryan.

[air blowing]

Everything's being taken care of.

I wanna go home.

Please get someone to help me.

I'm here to help you.

What's the matter, aren't I good enough for you?

No, it's not that, it's...

No, no, I get it.

I'm only the nurse, right?

I'm not the<T I'm only the nurse!

No golf on Wednesdays for me, no!

I get bedpans and rectal thermometers for life!

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

You'll be fine.

[laughing]

You're making me crazy.

(Bryan) 'Karyn?'

'Karyn?'

Bryan?

Shh!

Come on.

We'll be like Romeo and Juliet.

- But they died. - Yeah.

[intense music]

[indistinct chatter]

[laughing]

You can have a look. See.. It's like this.

- Oh. - See.

That's how you do it.

Yeah, yeah. Take it in your hand.

- Oh. - Come on.

I'm so.. I don't know that I shouldn't..

- 'I told you not to be afraid.' - 'Okay.'

Don't be afraid. It's the only way you're gonna learn.

- There you go. - Ooh!

- This is fun. - Beautiful.

- Tie. - Is that good? Is that good?

Yes.

- 'Over and under.' - 'Mm-hmm.'

- And then I pull. - Keep it tight, keep it tight.

- Oh. - Damn, look what I did.

Up. I've seen worse.

Do it this way. We'll go underneath.

There we go.

Yes, practice makes perfect.

What if she has to tell us something?

Oh... you'll be fine.

Yeah. You'll be okay.

[intense music]

Uh! Now, now.

We mustn't bother poor Mr. Shrek.

- What's wrong with him? - You don't wanna know.

And besides you've got other things to think about.

Your parents are gonna be here soon.

Can't you get it through your heads

my parents are not coming.

Don't you understand anything?

No, no more drugs.

Don't worry, I've never missed yet.

Wow! Made the fame. Way to go.

[eerie music]

[wheels creaking]

(Karyn) I'm not Shrek..

Bryan?

Bryan?

No!

[screaming]

No! No! No!

No! No! No!

[screaming]

Ah!

Practice makes perfect.

Come on in.

We're accepting body parts.

Would you like to make a donation?

- No! - You'll be fine.

No!

[laughing]

Ah, we will take whatever you've got.

[intense music]

[panting]

[engine revving]

[gunshot]

[birds chirping]

[indistinct chatter on PA]

So how you feeling?

Shh! Shh! Shh! You-you'll be fine.

You just lay still.

It was more complicated than we thought.

But you are a fighter.

'You pulled yourself through.'

Bryan?

Well, I'm afraid your friend Bryan

was pronounced dead on arrival.

- 'No.' - I'm very sorry.

[birds chirping]

This kind of place always scares me since my parents...

Hey, you save your strength.

And I believe your parents have finally arrived.

What're you talking about?

My parents died here.

We were in an accident and you couldn't save them.

My parents died here.

No!

You both are dead.

- 'No. No.' - 'Shh. Shh. Shh.'

(female #4) 'We're the only ones here, Karyn.'

(Dr. Serling) 'Relax, honey, it's okay.'

'It's just the medication.'

- She's still hallucinating. - Shock.

- No. - 'It's all over now.'

- 'Karyn, you're safe.' - 'You'll be fine.'

[eerie music]

Remember... we make house calls.

[theme music]

[music continues]