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Welcome. Welcome to the land of the free.

Home of the brave.

A country of the people, by the people, for the people,

where, if you work hard, your dreams can come true.

A safe haven for families from all walks of life.

On behalf of everyone from this great land,

we welcome you, embrace you, because we need you.

In Spanish, "braceros" means "a man who works with arms and hands."

We need leaders.

And the Oscar goes to...

We need icons.

I'd like to thank...

Mi gente Latino.

We need entertainment.

- Hi, Baby Bear. I'm Dora. - And I'm...

Miguel!

Quite a run.

- Immigrants... - We get the job done.

We need fresh ideas.

Barbie of Mexico is stunning in her ceremonial dress,

and her Chihuahua is adorable.

But most of all...

we need villains...

So you can point your fucking fingers

and say, "That's the bad guy."

...So We can scare people...

They're not immigrants. They're invaders, not immigrants.

- Let me finish. Let me finish! - They are not immigrants.

These aren't people. These are animals.

As the illegal invasion at our Southern border intensifies...

We're going to do whatever is necessary to build the border wall.

...and a one-way ticket back to where you came from.

It is an invasion.

Go fucking cook my burrito, bitch!

...So there's an enemy to fight...

The best way to describe them is to be more like a summer camp.

...to make money...

It does seem like the America that we know and love

doesn't exist anymore.

...to stay in power.

And most importantly, to feel like heroes.

It does not mean because we created them that we somehow forgive them

or do not take them out of society to protect my family and yours from them.

Do not come.

Do not come.

This American carnage stops right here

and stops right now.

God bless you, and God bless the United States of America!

Nina, what's up?

I need a favor.

You can't just grab a man by the headphones anymore.

Could you cover the drive-through?

The sitter canceled and I just need to bring the kids to their yaya's.

But, Nina, I'm about to clock out.

Please, please.

- Please. - Stop it.

Please?

All right, fine. I'll cover your shift, okay?

Don't worry about it. Have fun.

Thanks.

You got stuck in the drive-through.

Shut up. What can I say? I'm just a nice guy. People love me.

Welcome to Lady Liberty's.

Would you like to try our new triple-patty bacon Blasty Combo for $5.99?

Yeah, I'll have a Smokehouse Burger.

Take some fries, put them on the burger, then cut that bitch in half.

We don't do that here.

- What? - I said we don't do that here.

Special orders.

Yo, bro. You can't cut it in half?

You got knives, don't you?

You got hands, so what's the fucking problem?

Yeah, we just... We serve the food here as advertised, is all.

You see the whip I'm driving?

- Yeah. - You see the clothes I'm wearing?

Does it look like I give a shit what you usually do?

Okay, so let me get this straight.

You think because I'm serving you that I'm your servant, right?

Do you understand this?

Habla dinero?

Dumbass wetback.

Wetback. Wetback.

Okay, so, you've been a racist your whole life, I'm guessing,

and you're telling me the best you can come up with is "wetback"?

Really? Why don't I give you a little help here.

Excuse me, customers of Lady Liberty, can I have your attention, please?

I have these two lovely gentlemen here in front of me,

and they're wondering if we have any wetbacks here tonight?

What are you doing? We have any beaners here?

- Any greasers? - Hey, can I just get my burger?

What about some vatos or some cholos, huh?

- Border bandits? Some salsa... - Hey.

Go back to where you came from, bro.

Thank you, valued customer. Have a nice day!

Hey! Making friends, I see.

Dang, such a social butterfly.

You know me. I just gotta call out the haters of the world.

- Okay. - And, Andrea, look.

I got this very special milk shake...

- I'm vegan. - ...right for you.

- She vegan, bro. - You're vegan?

Sorry.

Girl, I'm an Aquarius.

I think the universe might be trying to tell us something, huh?

- Do you feel that? - It's in the air or something.

- I can almost hear it. - Please don't.

We're having a moment.

I hear it too. What is it? Like a...

JP, Code 12 in the bathroom.

Someone clogged the shitter again.

Nice try, twerp. I'll take that. Mom wants us at home at 8:00.

Try to make that.

- Wait, why 8:00? - You didn't hear?

Lily got into Columbia!

Girl, not now.

I'm so sorry.

- I didn't realize. - Fuck.

You got into Columbia?

- Yeah. - Isn't that kind of far?

Come on, already!

You got some people in the back here. Don't worry about it! I love you, loser!

Bye. Love you, bye!

So, when were you going to tell me?

Aren't you happy for her?

Yeah, it's just, like, New York is far away, so...

She will always be there for you.

Will you be there for her tonight?

Yeah, of course I'm gonna be there.

I love you too.

Hello?

Get on the fucking ground!

Shit!

Say hello to World Star, pussy!

Scott Williams of Riverside once sharted in third period French.

Come on, man. Low blow.

Never should have told you that. Nope.

So anyway, I heard your sis got into college.

- Yeah. - How are you holding up?

It's always been her dream to get into an Ivy League school,

so that's pretty good, I'm happy for her there.

And now we got a place to stay in the Big Apple, huh?

Them college parties and girls, it's gonna be lit.

My man. You know, I cannot wait to give one of those rich girls

the famous Scott special.

What does that even look like? Two inches of regret?

Dude, I'm a five and a half.

Sure, right, let's go with that.

And according to Cosmo, that shit is average.

You gonna help me load these into the freezer?

No puedo. Es que no hablo inglés, señor.

Like that, is it?

No, it's cool. That's cool.

I'll just smoke this joint with my real friends.

I saw that milk shake move with Andrea.

- Oh, yeah? - “Weak.

Dude, what are you talking about? Everybody loves milkshakes.

Nah, for real, dude, you gotta step up your game.

Do we even serve anything that a vegan can eat?

Pickles?

Shit, no, no, I love a pickle.

I just... I prefer it on a slab of dead cow.

Later, man.

I don't care what he says. Everybody love milkshakes.

That was my joint.

Hey, look alive, baby boy!

Wow.

Yo.

Anybody ever tell you you have resting dumb face?

You just salty, all right, because you're jealous.

Okay, I'm gonna send this to Andrea then.

Why you got to do me like that? Come on.

You don't see me knocking your hustle, do you?

Okay, #IsYourBrainOnTidePods?

Very savage.

But you know what? I'm gonna let it slide.

'Cause it's your big day and all that, okay?

- That's right. - My sis, going to Columbia.

Columbia.

It looks like I got the looks and the brains in the family.

Lot of pressure on my shoulders. Got to take care of us.

- Do you now? - Yes.

Hey.

I'm proud of you.

Okay, who are you?

Not like I'd be caught dead with any of those nerd bombers.

"Nerd bombers"?

But it suits you, your whole aesthetic. Very nerd bomber-esque.

You could go to college as well.

Lily, Lily, Lily.

Let me tell you something.

Let me put you on game real quick, all right?

There are two kinds of people in this world, right?

There are workers.

"Oh, yes, sir. No, sir."

They do that their whole lives, and then you got the hustlers.

They be doing it for a little bit of time, but they're always thinking.

They gotta find a way out. They're percolating in their head.

That's me.

I don't even know what that means.

It means I'm gonna buy Mom a big-ass house before you even graduate.

Really? With all that Lady Liberty money?

'Cause you balling now because you on that burger change.

More like that burger chain.

Wrong.

Here, let's take a picture for Mommy.

Let me fix my hair.

Look at this...

Girl, what... What do you got...

- What do you got there behind your ear? - Nothing.

- What you talking about? - Behind your ear.

JP, just...

You get some ink?

JP, not a word.

- Snitches get stitches. - It's cute. Come on.

Butterfly, though? Really?

- Okay, because it's my spirit animal. - Isn't that kind of basic?

Spirit animal? Isn't a butterfly an insect?

Look at that. Cute. Very nice.

- Loser. - Dork.

And I'm very happy to share my joy with everyone here.

Lily, I couldn't be more proud of you.

- Salud! - Salud!

Lily, you deserve to enjoy every moment of happiness

that surely lies ahead of you.

- Let's start with this one, mija. - Mami.

It's okay, Mom. Really. I'm just gonna be a phone call away.

Besides, JP's gonna be here. He's gonna be handling it.

Right, JP? You promise to take care of things?

Immigration! Get down! Now!

- You, on the floor! Now! - Please, don't.

- Show me your hands! - No! Don't touch her!

Lily! Hey!

- No! Mom! - Lily!

Hey! Hey!

Please! No! Lily! No!

This just in from the capitol.

Governor Finn has declared a sudden state of emergency,

issuing a surprise executive order.

...issuing a surprise executive order,

commanding that task forces across the state

carry out widespread arrests of illegal immigrants,

in what many are calling a blatant political ploy

to galvanize his base before the upcoming gubernatorial election.

As a civil rights lawyer,

but more importantly, as a human being and someone's daughter,

I find this executive order just atrocious.

In response to estimates that nearly two million illegal immigrants

live in just his state alone...

Governor Finn has issued an executive order commanding task forces

to arrest the children of these immigrants as well,

even if they were born here in the United States.

...for aiding and abetting their parents by not reporting them to authorities.

I have only two words to say about our recent efforts

to expel illegal aliens from our beautiful state:

Zero tolerance.

You are in federal custody

and are required to obey the commands of the guards.

As long as you are detained,

you will remain in your cells unless otherwise instructed.

- Single file line. - You must ask permission

for any activity requiring you to leave your cell.

- Including bathroom visits. - No phone calls.

I didn't do anything wrong.

Assholes! Stop! Let go of me! Assholes!

You should at least give us water.

- Move it! Let's go. - I just wanna see my family again.

Lily? Lily! Lily!

Lily, it's me! It's JP! Lily!

Lily! Lily!

I just wanna see my family again!

I saw you on TV.

You're the one trying to get the judge to overrule the governor, right?

It's "overturn." And yes.

We lost.

We're not done fighting yet, though.

We'll appeal to the Supreme Court if we have to.

How long does that take?

Hard to say.

Weeks. Months, maybe.

This is bullshit.

Governor Finn will do everything in his power

to drag this out until the election.

Children of illegal immigrants

aren't exactly known for voting Republican.

What, is that a crime now?

No. But aiding and abetting an illegal alien is.

You mean being raised by my mom?

What, is my sister, like, an accomplice now?

Listen to me, JP.

Governor Finn wants all the detained immigrants gone by election day.

Gone, like deported?

They want to deport my mom just like that?

Now, we can stop that from happening.

If a natural-born American citizen

claims her as a member of their biological family,

she'll be released.

Me and Lily. Problem solved.

No. As long as you and your sister remain under state custody,

you can't bring forward any legal claims.

But we do have another option.

What's this?

The Elderly American Tolerance and Understanding Project.

This is a community service program

where volunteers help care for senior citizens.

The DA is offering to drop all charges if you complete this program.

So it's this or go to court?

The choice is yours.

No, it isn't.

You all know why you're here.

Successful completion of this program

is your only chance to return to your normal lives and your families.

Juan Pablo Valdes. That's Valdes with an "S," not a "Z."

Here, I'll spell it out for you. G-O F-U-CK Y-O-U-R-S-E-L-F.

See? No "Z".

Camila Montes.

Full-time activist, part-time political prisoner.

What's your country of origin?

I'm a red-blooded American,

but my mom is from Mexico.

While you are a participant in this program,

there will be no communication with the outside world.

Chris Morales.

Chronic anxiety and delusional paranoia.

Is it abnormally hot in here? Could you just...

Is there... Is there even windows in here?

There's no air in this room. My throat gets super dry.

There's water there, if you'd like.

Dude, what's in it? LSD? Flunitrazepam?

No.

One mistake, and I will personally drag your ass back here.

They call me Big Mac.

You know what I'm talking about? You want to know why?

'Cause I be macking the big ho's. The BBW.

Big ladies need love too.

What's your country of origin?

Boricua. But am I in here because I'm Latino or Black?

Or both?

Confusing?

These ankle monitors will alert us

if you're not in your assigned rooms by curfew.

If it starts beeping,

you have five minutes to haul ass back to your room.

Micah Fuentes. Gluten-free vegan.

Democratic Socialist. Is that a crime yet?

What's your country of origin?

United States of America to Argentinean parents.

But you can just write down Divided States of America.

Have you ever been affiliated with a gang,

or any violent organization?

Housekeepers, landscapers, busboys, construction workers...

We get together in secret,

and we work the jobs that nobody else wants to do...

for less than minimum wage.

Ever inhaled or ingested any non-commercial drugs

or state-altering substances?

Zoloft. Lithium.

That's some racist shit, though, to assume that I use drugs.

Clozapine, Risperidone, Xanax and Adderall.

Do I assume you dance poorly to Vanilla Ice,

dressed in your khaki shorts while stress-eating a kale salad?

And sometimes I balance those with carbamazepine and divalproex.

Do you have a criminal record?

Of course I do.

Y'all want to know what I did?

I stole hearts in the fourth grade.

And if any of you geniuses decide to fry and escape,

you will enter a world of shit.

Hello?

Mr. Davis?

Please... call me Eddie.

Everyone, meet Mr. Eddie Davis,

founder of the Elderly American Tolerance and Understanding Project

and your supervisor for the next three months.

Thank you, Bruce.

At Owl Cove, compassionate elder care is our mission.

It's what we do.

So we truly appreciate you being here

to help out our seniors in so many ways, big and small.

But maybe they can help you too.

I mean, the truth is,

we all have so much to learn from our most experienced citizens.

And I promise you, you stick with the program,

you're gonna leave this place more mature, fully grown.

You may even gain a new found appreciation for life.

I'm gonna turn you over to our operations officers, Cynthia and James,

and I just want to remind you

that you are doing the residents of Owl Cove and your country

a tremendous service.

Thank you.

All right, guys, listen up.

I'm gonna show you your guys' room, where you'll be sleeping at night.

It's nothing fancy, as you will see, but let's be honest.

If it's between this and foil sleeping bags,

I know which one I'd choose.

You got the essentials: Your bed, desk, lamp.

We'll get you anything you need. Just ask us.

You better be in there before curfew, or your ankle bracelet will go off,

and that's gonna be a problem for everybody.

For water therapy and aqua aerobics,

yes, the pool is heated,

and no, you may not use it under any circumstances.

Relaxation is big here,

so no matter what happens,

it's very important that the guests remain calm.

The common area.

This is the true heartbeat of our operation.

This is where you'll spend most of your time, entertaining our guests.

Your job is to play chess, read to them...

Hey, Big Mac! Keep up!

This is our garden. It's very popular with the residents.

As you will see, they'll come out here to relax,

close their eyes and meditate.

By meditate, I just mean take a nap.

I think that you'll find if you stick to the program,

follow the rules and stay in line,

your time here should be pretty fast and easy, all right?

Look at this. Look at this. Well, I'll be damned.

How am I supposed to maintain my superior intellect

eating this nasty-ass meat loaf?

Hey. White girl. White girl.

- Is he talking to me? - He's talking to you.

I suggest you say something.

You know, 'cause of your skin.

'Cause us white people like...

- Yeah. - I'm Argentinian, boludo.

So you not white?

Dude, all these old people, do we have to, like...

Do we have to touch them?

Do you realize how dumb you sound right now?

You're gonna be old one day.

We put my grandpa in a nursing home,

and he loved it, because he got so much ass,

because every old lady in there was DTF.

- All of them. - Okay, you know what?

We really don't want to hear about your granddaddy fornicating right now.

Yeah, well, Grandpa died five weeks later, and when they did the autopsy,

they found like seven different STDs on him.

Fool had of herpes sore at the funeral. Like...

No! So my point is, you want to get gonorrhea,

you know, go ahead and touch a few of these geezers.

You don't got to touch them with your dick.

Speak for yourself.

'Cause I might want some of that fermented vagina.

You know what I'm talking about?

Stop talking about old people sex.

You started it.

You know what I want?

I would kill

for a Lady Lib's fish fillet right now.

It's not fish, though.

Say what? What you mean, it's not fish?

What's in my fillet?

Nah, you don't want to know.

This is why I'm vegan.

This is why I'll only eat what my mom cooks.

She's the only person I trust not to poison me.

Okay, so you not eating nothing?

No, man, or drinking. That's how they get you.

Would you all just shut up?

This isn't summer camp.

What is wrong with her?

She know what's in that fish fillet, don't she?

All right, time for you guys to look the part. Come on.

Well, pick your poison.

Erectile dysfunction or irritable bowel system?

Syndrome.

Same thing.

Great.

Wow, where's my man with the... There he go.

Hey. I'm JP.

And I'm here with the...

the program, I guess.

So if you need anything or, like...

You...

Hey, sweetie, we're here to help.

What do we do?

Here. We can read to them.

Oh, God, please tell me you know how to read.

No, yeah, I know how to read.

I can... I could read.

That doesn't sound convincing at all.

I'll read. I know how to say words if...

Good luck.

Stupid.

Not you. Sorry.

I'll just read.

You don't...

"He thought back on his family with deep emotion and love.

His conviction that he would have to disappear was,

if possible, even firmer than his sister's..."

You will...

"I cannot make you understand.

I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me.

- I cannot even explain it to myself..." - You will die here.

Sorry?

You will die here.

I can...

I can pick another...

You will die here!

You will die here!

Back off! Back off! You've done enough.

- I was reading a book... - I don't want to hear it.

Doesn't...

Where you guys taking her?

Smooth.

You really got a way with the ladies.

Chris, you should really eat something.

No. No way. They're not gonna break me.

At least have some water. You're not gonna last unless you hydrate.

- I won't have to. I'm getting out. - What? You trying to escape?

Yeah, good luck with that.

What?

They're probably watching us right now.

They're waiting to see if any of us have the nerve to defy them.

- Who's "they"? - Exactly! Who are they?

Who... I don't know, you don't know. Maybe they don't even know.

You've gotta be kidding me.

They want us to think it's crazy to try to escape.

- But I don't care if I look crazy. - You sure the hell don't.

Why don't you just stop talking all this shit and go try it then?

You know, maybe I will.

No, Chris, you're a little fragile right now.

You're a little... You're hangry, Chris!

- I don't think you should do it. - Chri... Don't do that. Don't.

Hey, it was an accident. I tripped. I'm sorry about that.

You know he pissed on himself.

Let go of me!

No! No! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

- Moron. - I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

Virgil...

will set you free.

It's Virgil.

Virgil.

Virgil will set you free.

Virgil will set you free.

Vir...

- Relax, it's okay. - Virgil...

- It's okay, all right? - ...will set you free.

- Virgil... - Hey, hey.

- Hey, hey, it's okay. - ...will set you free!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey! - Free! Free!

Hey, hey!

Virgil will set you free.

I hear her.

- She's over here! - Virgil will set you free.

We found her!

She's here! Mrs. Wells, stop it!

All right, let's get her off of him.

It's okay. Just come with us.

Let's get back to your room.

Nice job, Black Bean.

Get in your damn room. Now!

Make sure her door's locked this time.

I want to apologize for what happened to JP last night.

That never should have happened.

You guys should probably see the entire facility now.

Where's Chris?

Don't even look at me.

This is Ward B.

All of our residents here

have been diagnosed with advanced dementia or Alzheimer's.

As you can see, they tend to regress back to their natural instincts.

Unfortunately, our role here is a purely palliative one.

Meaning what?

Keep them comfortable, spoon-feed them, wipe their asses till they die.

That's morbid, Camila, but not wrong.

Anyway, someone left a door unlocked last night, thus our wanderer.

Can we help them instead?

Sure. You can assist James. He'll show you what to do.

- I ain't wiping nobody ass. - “Why not?

Anyway, back to work, everyone.

Thanks.

Kiss-ass.

All right. Mr. Yates here.

We got to get him out of this chair and into a bed.

Think you can handle that?

Yeah, sure.

Good.

- So, why is he strapped in? - It's for his own good.

Mr. Yates here is a bit of a biter.

Aren't you?

Probably eat me alive...

Stupid old fuck.

Hey, don't do that.

Chill, hombre. I'm just having some fun.

Hey, man, don't call me "hombre."

Don't call you what?

Kid, I'll call you hombre, chico, nacho, burrito,

or whatever the fuck else I want to call you.

- "Comprehende," amigo? - Better back off, Super cuts.

Or what?

Everything okay?

Absolutely, Eddie.

Just showing JP here the ropes.

All good.

Welcome to my shit list, bitch.

Now, help me put this old fuck to bed. Now.

Get his strap.

Fuck! Fuck! Get off me!

Hey, hey, stop!

Stop! Don't hurt him.

Lily?

Lily.

But how?

You're not gonna believe it,

but turns out we've only been like a mile apart this whole time.

Hey, here.

Hey, JP, save your strength.

Just tell me one thing.

You promise to take care of things?

Hey. Welcome back.

- How long was I out? - About a half-hour.

Feels like a lifetime.

How's Mr. Mason?

I don't know, but if I'd have to guess,

I'd say he's getting a lobotomy for what he did to you.

Don't say that. He probably doesn't remember that he bit me.

That, or maybe you have a forgettable taste.

I taste a whole lot better with hot sauce.

Okay, well, maybe next time I'll slip him a bottle.

Are you finished?

Oh, yeah, this... I've been done with this for a while,

but I'd just rather hang out here with you than spend time with James and Cynthia

and the rest of those assholes.

I get what you mean.

It feels like they treat the patients more like cattle than actual people.

Exactly, and it's, like, that's someone's abuelo or abuela.

Right.

Hey, since we're stuck here,

maybe we can teach them how to treat their own.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Deal.

I am tired of these damn noodles, okay?

You know what? I would kill for a hamburger right now.

Fernando? I would choke him out for a burger right now.

Burgers and pie.

Guys, where's Chris?

Maybe he made his escape. Busted out of here. Flew the coop.

Wrap it up. Back to work in five.

Cynthia, have you seen Chris?

They sent him back to the detention center.

What the fuck?

You try to escape, that's what happens.

- No, but that's a lie. - Why?

'Cause I found this in the hallway.

Look, there's no way that wheezy, half-a-lung dude

would leave without this. All right?

He may not be eating, but he using this.

Mr. Phillips, my main man.

You know what time it is. It's movie time.

Oh, yeah. James says you wasn't feeling too well.

So, I thought a movie might cheer you up.

Plus...

got you a date.

Oh, yeah, get you a little elderly edition of Netflix and don't-die-on-me.

Y'all laughing in the inside.

I ain't gonna let y'all play with me. I'm funny.

I'm gonna go ahead and hook this TV up. Is that a DVD-VCR combo?

That's how they doing you, Mr. Phillips, all right.

We gonna figure this out, 'cause this

This is a relic. But...

Let Big Mac go to work. Easy.

This is crazy.

I don't even know where to begin. You got one of them fatbacks.

Oh, my... What type of setup is this? I don't even...

Where the...

It's all right, it's all right.

I'm gonna figure this out, Mr. Phillips. Don't worry.

You know, I'm gonna talk to James, try to get you a new one.

Mr. Phillips?

You okay?

Mr. Phillips?

Mr. Phillips is not breathing.

What... Did you see anything? What happened?

No!

Chill! Yo!

Chill!

Chill! Chill!

All right, I know you all must have some questions,

but I gotta be honest with you guys.

I don't pretend to understand what happened to Mr. Phillips.

Yet.

The way he died is shocking and frankly incomprehensible.

It ain't right. Dude last night was inside out and upside down.

“What? “Yes.

The origin appears to be neurological...

But seriously, it was the most disturbing thing I've ever seen in my life.

...I'll be conducting a thorough investigation into his care...

And you know where I grew up. I've seen some disturbing shit.

Big Mac.

Care to chime in?

No! No.

I was just saying, man, poor...

poor Mr. Phillips, I feel bad for him.

That was my guy, man.

Yeah.

- It's unfortunate. - Poor Mr. Phillips.

I'll be here if anyone needs any help processing.

Okay?

JP...

can I borrow you for a moment?

Meet Virgil.

Not that his name really matters.

- “Why is that? - He's a barn owl.

No more, no less. He never asks himself, "Who am I?" But rather, "What's my job?"

Look over there.

Tyrannus melancholicus.

Charming little species.

The only problem is,

it's not native to the region.

And it's taking the jobs of the birds who are

by eating the crickets and leaving less to go around.

Virgil's job, aside from eating and one day being eaten,

is to maintain order.

But he can't do it alone.

He does his part,

trusting that those just like him are doing the same.

You could say he's the gatekeeper of Owl Cove,

both inside the facility and out.

But unlike Virgil, I don't have eyes in the back of my head.

So I have to trust that the two of you

are doing your jobs and not letting anything...

A stupid fight, to pick a hypothetical example...

Get in the way.

My entire business hangs on this trust.

Am I wise to invest this trust in you?

- Yeah. - Yes.

Great. I'll let you two hug it out.

Hug?

- Truce? - Okay.

I'm gonna make your life a living hell.

Don't kill the vibe.

What are you doing?

Fuck, man. Jesus Christ.

Pendejo.

Come on, come on, come on,

come on, come on.

It's Big Mac and the haters after me

I only like big chicks That eat high calories

You know what? I'm not even ashamed of this.

I'm a thug. I punch people in the face.

No. Yeah, I know.

You mind just give me a minute? You mind just...

Let me get myself...

Hey, hey.

You ain't gonna tell nobody, right?

- You good. - You ain't gonna... You ain't... That...

Wait. That don't sound too believable. That don't sound believ...

Pool party. What do you say?

Almost done with curfew checks.

Get in.

Thanks.

No problem.

Gotta say, did not peg you as the trouble making type.

Troublemakers get caught.

So you're just a bad boy.

For who, I wonder?

Turn around.

Hey, if she were into girls I'd try to hit that too.

Oh, yeah?

Then again, maybe I could change her mind about that.

Relax, bro, I'm not gonna stand in your way.

JP, what are you doing here?

It's way past curfew.

Care for a swim?

- Then she called you a what? - A six.

Wow.

She's clearly tripping.

- Thank you. - You're a four at best.

Come on.

- At best. - Seriously?

- At best. - “Wow. Come on.

La dicha.

What's that?

La dicha. I mean, you never heard of it?

What does it mean?

No, it's not...

It's like when all of your senses come together in a perfect way.

Here, look, I'll show you.

Close your eyes.

Close them.

How does that smell?

Like brandy.

No, come on, try harder.

Fruits.

Cherries.

Yeah, very good.

How does that feel?

Smooth.

How does this sound?

Sounds soft.

Very soft.

Open your eyes.

How do I look?

Beautiful.

Well, there's only one sense left, JP.

Taste.

La dicha.

Si.

So, are we gonna do this?

Oh, yeah. I mean, that is, if you want to.

Yeah.

Very, very much.

What the fuck?

Geez.

Miss Wilcox? What are you doing in here?

Come here, let me help you. Got you.

You're not supposed to leave your room.

I was so scared when I went in there and you weren't there.

I'll get you back.

You smashed Micah last night, didn't you?

Didn't you? Didn't you?

- You did. - That's right.

Okay. Respect.

Respect. Respect.

Did not know you had that type of game, baby.

- Hey, now you know. - Okay, I know. I know.

Now tell me this, tell me this, tell me this.

How much of a freak was she?

How much was a... How much of a freak?

I may tell, like, three people, but I ain't gonna tell nobody else...

I'll tell them about that face mask, though.

Okay. Okay, all right.

That's our secret to the death. To the death.

She nasty. I like that.

I'm gonna need to know more detail, though, I'll tell you that.

What's up?

Give me a sec.

Hey, Greta.

Hi.

This is gonna sound weird,

but did anyone give this to you?

Yeah? No?

See, my sister used to make the exact same cootie catchers back at home.

Her name was Lily.

Do you know her?

Okay.

- Let go! Let go! Let go! Let go! - Let go.

Back up!

Let's transfer her to Ward B. Been a long time coming.

Hey, what's wrong? What happened?

No, I'm fine. I just...

I think there's something wrong with Greta.

Well, clearly there is, or else she wouldn't be here.

Don't take it too personally.

I don't know why she keeps freaking out on me.

All right, it's official. These people are fucked up.

But you know what's really fucked up?

Last night was crazy. I totally blacked out.

Makes two of us.

After the pool, I don't remember anything.

And on top of that, I'm dying out here.

Wait a second.

- Back off, creep. - No, just look.

You got a weird mark on the back of your neck.

Just look...

- That looks like a terrible hickey. - Yeah.

It might be those needles that they're always using.

Wait, do you remember being sedated?

Isn't the point of being sedated that you don't remember?

There's some strange shit going on around here.

That's not how I would describe it.

All right, well, then, how would you describe it?

- It's not a scam if I'm getting paid. - Cynthia, you paid to get into it.

You think you're so much smarter than me. You have to start somewhere.

- Right now, I'm just at the bottom. - Of the pyramid.

You're sure about this?

We can't have her freaking out all the time.

Let's just double her dosage and make our lives easier.

All right.

Let's go.

I can't wait till she's gone. Just a matter of days at this point.

What?

Did you hear that?

- No, it's probably nothing. - I don't know.

Come on. I hate this job.

You will die here.

You will die here!

Holy fuck. Shit.

Have y'all seen JP?

Cynthia told me he's been on kitchen duty all morning.

No, that was me.

Why do you think your lunch is so irresistibly delicious, huh?

Your hands are blessed. Anointed.

What can I say? I'm talented.

JP missing out.

Wait. Well, we know they're lying to us about Chris.

Right?

What about JP?

You know what? I got a idea.

Thanks. You were always so kind to me.

- Will you be needing anything else? - Oh, no. I don't think so.

All right, Camila, you stand guard.

Why do I have to stand guard?

I'll freak out if anybody shows up. Plus, you think better on your feet.

That's blatant flattery.

But, okay, I'll bite.

So if you see anyone coming, just give us a sign.

- What kind of sign? - A bird call.

A bird call. Really?

Yes. Like "ka-caw, ka-caw."

I can't even think of anything more obvious.

That's not obvious.

- Do you see birds? - I see a lot of birds.

When he comes out, just fucking go.

Go.

- Ka-caw, ka-caw... - No.

Yes, it is.

Damn.

Okay, what are we even looking for?

Anything with Chris or JP's name on it.

This is nice.

Okay, I guess I'll look over here.

This middle drawer is locked.

There's got to be a key somewhere.

You know, maybe we should just get out of here.

I found one.

That is not a key.

But it is.

And no, I don't know how to do this just because I'm Black.

My father was a locksmith.

Thank you so much for that clarification.

Yeah. I can hear you judging me.

Give me a second.

A little rusty, but...

Got it.

Oh, yeah.

What is this?

What is that?

Looks like a machine or something like that.

Fuck.

Hey, James.

- Just who I wanted to see, actually. - What is it?

There's Chris.

Wait, look.

Solitary? The fuck?

Wait, so do you, like...

What happened to the ka-caw?

Okay, we gotta go. Quiet.

He hasn't been eating. Go spoon-feed him some chili.

Dude, I just want to know...

Camila, be quiet and go. Now.

What do we have here?

All right...

So, James, what's it like to run a summer camp for wetbacks?

Oh, yeah, it's great. Everything I ever wanted.

Fuck this place, man.

That dude is crazy.

I don't know. Let's just get out of here.

Oh, shit.

Fuck.

Oh, my God.

Hey, where are we? What's going on?

Jesus Christ, what the hell happened to you guys?

- “What'd you guys find out? - I found some crazy shit.

These fuckers are up to something, aren't they?

Matter of fact, what I'm calling it...

The Freemasons? No, no, no, no, Lizard...

No! No, the Illuminati.

Stop talking like Chris and tell me what happened.

Matter of fact, actually, our boy Chris...

Hey, Mac.

Help me out with something.

No problem.

Come on.

Thank you.

You hear that?

It's coming from the vent.

Screw must be loose.

Fix it before dinner.

"Fix it before dinner."

I'm onto you, James. I'm onto you.

Crap!

It's cool. I got it.

Guess he think the Mac man can do everything.

You know what? I can do everything, James. I'm built for this.

Shit. Where'd he go?

They got all this money around, ain't got no maintenance man?

- Big Mac! - Get back! Everyone!

Somebody call an ambulance!

Nobody's calling anyone. Now get back!

We will handle this.

James, you there?

We need some help down here right away.

Sending someone right away.

You. Go find Bruce.

Looks like those commercials are working.

Product's selling well.

Keep your voice down.

You ever tried one?

Have I-

Are you out of your goddamn mind?

- Eddie, don't tell me you... - No. But the kids have.

They tell the difference?

Apparently, they taste just like the real thing.

Steak, meatballs, chili dogs, sloppy Joes.

Tacos?

Open the door! Quick! Quick!

Three, two, one.

Go back to the lab. We'll deal with him now.

He's not responding.

Shit, Eddie's gonna kill us.

What do we do?

There's only one thing to do.

We're gonna jump-start his system and inject him with adrenaline.

No, no, no. We'll... We'll just wake him up.

He's the gatekeeper of Owl Cove, both inside and outside the facility.

Virgil will set you free!

Fuck.

JP's gone. I repeat, I cannot find JP.

Talk to me about production.

The supply of raw materials is going better than expected.

- We'll never run out at this rate. - And the kids?

Any discipline issues?

Nothing to worry about.

The sedatives keep the kids in check.

We also lace them with highly effective hormones,

tenderizing their bodies by more than 20%.

So how's it working? The machine?

The prototype produces twice the number of patties

in half the time of your average assembly line.

We have more product than we know what to do with.

And the results are the same across all 12 of our facilities.

Which means, Governor...

we have a commercially reliable product that's safe to eat,

tastes just like the real thing,

and best of all,

all production costs are covered by John Q. Taxpayer.

Damn.

JP.

What's going on? What are you doing?

Micah...

they did this to me.

We gotta run before they do it to everyone.

My God.

What happened to you?

Don't get any fucking closer!

Don't get close.

Sorry, dude.

For the record, we never happened.

I don't fuck the help.

Don't be afraid.

Fear releases adrenaline, stiffens the muscles.

Spoils the meat.

You're a fucking cannibal.

Come on. I don't eat the burgers.

Fuck you.

Not a cannibal, JP.

An American.

Something you'll never really be.

People like you cry "supremacy."

I call it manifest destiny.

One nation, all our own.

How's my little spy doing tonight?

Hungry.

You know, JP, we used to need people like you...

to pick our crops, sew our clothes, build our cities

and, yes, wipe the asses of our elders.

And boy, did you all deliver.

I mean, how else do you explain the world we live in,

where you can buy virtually anything from anyone, anywhere,

and have it delivered to your doorstep before breakfast?

That doesn't just happen, JP. It's by design.

Ask your lawyer.

She knows.

It's all thanks to people like you.

Doing jobs that nobody wants for basically nothing.

And for that...

I say, gracias.

But look to the future, JP.

This is progress. Automation.

We don't need your cheap labor anymore. You're obsolete.

And frankly, you've been consuming more than you've been contributing lately.

So, for the good of my people,

you'll now supply the only thing you have left to offer.

Ka-caw, ka-caw.

If you try to escape,

you'll be sent back to the detention center.

Do not test us. We have eyes in the back of our heads.

Curfew is mandatory and non-negotiable. Anyone caught wandering...

Relaxation is a big thing here, so no matter what happens...

"Don't apologize for your privilege."

That's what Eddie says.

You know, I used to fear my power.

I know you won't believe it,

but I used to feel like I didn't deserve it.

Until I met Eddie.

Lily.

What did you do to my sister?

She's alive.

Not for long.

Started drugging her the moment she got here.

Same as you all.

Antianxiety meds dissolved in the water.

Chris was right about that.

Triggering night terrors, paranoia,

violent hallucinations.

That one's my favorite.

Next, we add a hormone to the mix,

converting lean muscle to tender meat.

That's hard work on your body.

Your hones weaken, dementia sets in...

as you become slow, confused, disoriented.

The perfect livestock.

All the while, you're seasoned, salted

and tenderized to perfection.

Extreme aging wasn't an expected by-product of the hormones.

But, fuck...

It turned out to be the perfect cover,

because no one wants to look at old folks too closely.

Age is disgusting.

Stick Grandma in a home and forget about her, right?

And, no, you won't die peacefully in bed from natural causes,

because buried deep within our genes is, like, this reflex.

A final gasp of rebellion

where your body just destroys itself and everything else in its way.

A surge of violence before your body shuts down

to let us know that your body's ready for the process.

There's a natural order to this world.

And we're just here to enforce it.

Here at Lady Liberty's, we like to keep things simple.

We serve the best-tasting burgers at the lowest prices. Period.

Like our Baby Bleu's Burger, available now for only $5.99.

Made for our people, by our people.

And at the same low price as the big, fancy chains.

Hey, Camila.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, you don't look too good yourself, okay?

I remember the small town I grew up in.

Where's Big Mac?

No one knows. I just know he tried to escape too.

We gotta get out of here. I mean, there's not much time.

Till what?

Until they come in here and take you, take me,

and turn us into some...

Family. Duty.

Self-reliance. Hard work.

So long as I am your governor, I will defend those values...

After dinner.

That's when we make our move.

I'm Harper Percy Finn, and I'm asking you to remember who we are.

Remember who we are! Remember who we are!

Remember who we are!

Hello.

Hi.

Lily.

It's me. It's JP.

Your brother.

You remember?

You remember Mom?

Emilia?

Remember the woman who grounded me

for throwing water balloons at the quinceañera?

You remember.

There you are...

her man it a.

I'm gonna get us out of here.

I'm gonna figure it out, I promise.

Well, well, looks like someone's having trouble sleeping.

Yeah, I think I can help with that.

You little bitch.

What the fuck?

All right, all right, you've had your fun.

All right, you old fucks, back to bed.

Last chance.

All right, what do we do now?

Hey! Get back here!

Son of a bitch.

Hey!

Get up!

Let go of me!

Get the fuck... Get the fuck off me! You're gonna be so...

It's crazy down there.

It's like the immigrant version of 300.

I mean, crawling through the vent like I'm Black Bruce Willis.

You... will... die!

JP?

I got pee on my hands.

Don't tell nobody.

All right, we gotta go. We gotta go.

That dude was fat.

Come on, come on.

- Hey, Big Mac. - What's up?

Thanks, man.

You're welcome. You're welcome.

These old people are savages, man.

I got her.

Where the hell are we going?

I'm gonna find another way out.

Stay here.

Can I count on you to stay with her?

I'm an asshole, JP, not a quitter. Go.

Ka-caw, motherfuckers.

Let's blow this bitch.

Let's go!

Excuse me.

Hey, could I use your phone real quick?

Okay, now... Wow!

It's 'cause I'm Black?

Or because I got all these old people with me. Is this right?

JP JP!

- Chris? - I tried to warn you guys.

Chris. You're alive.

Look what they've done... No!

I gotta say, I admire you, kid.

I know it doesn't feel that way right now.

Nobody's ever made it this far before. You should be proud.

And all you had was hope.

But hope doesn't change things, JP. Power does.

You step up to take care of your people, just like I take care of mine.

Nothing personal, JP.

Just progress.

Come on.

- Are you good? - Uh-huh.

Let's get you out of here...

You little bitch.

No!

Hey. Hey, get up.

Come on. I got you. Let's go.

We did it.

JP?

JP!

JP JP!

This is a pivotal hour in the immigration showdown,

as researchers discover how a madman

has taken advantage of a broken system for his own depraved agenda.

Amidst damning evidence,

authorities have shut down Governor Finn's Lady Liberty burger chain.

Meanwhile, the governor himself appears to have fled the country.

As researchers scramble for a way to reverse the damage

Mr. Davis and his co-conspirators have done,

the state legislature has agreed

to a suspension of the executive order which set all the events in motion...

...allowing for the immigrants to be reunited with their loved ones.

Did you just "psst" me?

Y'all playing games? That's what we doing right now?

Yeah.

Y'all think this a game?

Y'all think this is funny!

That was too easy.

Y'all playing games with my emotions right now?

Y'all see me, I'm about to...

Fuck the both of y'all, all right? I'm out of here.

Hey, hey, hey, no, don't be like that.

- No! - Come back.

- Mac, come back. - Chill.

Come back? Come back? You almost gave me a heart attack!

We were taking a nap. We were tired.

We literally just saw a guy get turned into a burger.

You know what? Come on. Come on, let's go.

You lucky I respect my elders. Come on, get your ass up.

Look at that. Arthritis. Ain't that a bitch?

Uh-huh. Come on, old lady.

Yep, that hip is gonna be replaced.

Old motherfuckers.

Y'all old as hell. You know what I'm saying?

Hope y'all like Denny's senior specials. Gonna use y'all's discount...