One Battle After Another (2025) Movie Script

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OTAY MESA IMMIGRATION DETENTION CENTER
U.S. - MEXICO BORDER
Our best guess, there's about 250-275
people in there, it's hard to count.
We need to be prepared for like 300 people
by the time we get there, right?
Our cargo container, 18-wheeler,
that thing only holds 160 people.
I'm talking about crammed in there tight,
smashed face to face.
Women and children first.
Listen, whoever's not on with us,
they just run, all foot, that's it.
If they're not with us, they run.
Via de la Amistad, that's our exit route.
Runs east-west, it's about one mile from
What's your dragon in that wagon?
Listen, I got HMAs, I got mortars,
I got tear gas, I got whatever you guys
need, but I'm a little unclear as to what
the plan is.
I need some direction.
Don't be unclear.
We got a plan for us.
What is it?
You want me to create a diversion?
I'm gonna blow something up?
I want you to create a show, Pat.
Okay?
This is an announcement on a motherfucking
revolution.
Yeah.
Make it good.
Make it bright.
Impress them.
Team 2's entrance.
We got that?
Everyone's walking south.
Perfect, perfect, perfect.
Give Pat a walkie.
Give me a walkie.
Big truck coming up Enrico
Fermi right up... Channel 5.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, it's game time.
No more talking about this.
All right, let's go, let's go,
let's go, let's go.
Let's fucking go.
Get on your knees like you're about to
suck a dick.
Gate guard secure.
Get up. Hands up. Get up.
Wake up, soldier boy.
You died and went to pussy heaven,
motherfucker.
Put your arms to the side so I can see
you.
What's your name, dickhead?
I'm Captain Steven J. Lockjaw.
My name is Perfidia Beverly Hills and this
is a declaration of war.
We're here to right your wrongs,
motherfucker.
You got an army growing in your fucking
guts and you put it there.
You didn't count on me.
You didn't count on my fight.
The message is clear.
Free water, free bodies, free choices,
and free from fucking fear.
Sweet thang.
Is this funny?
Get up.
Not on your feet.
Not on your fucking feet.
Since we playing.
Get it up.
Up.
Yeah.
Get it up.
Good boy.
Hmm.
You like locking people up, huh?
Mm-mm.
Get on your fucking knees.
Now.
Let's go, let's go.
Put it on.
Let's go.
Now get the fuck up.
Let's go.
Hands up.
Keep that dick up.
Keep it up.
The fuck up.
Pat.
Pat.
I'll be seeing you very soon.
Not if I see you first, fuckface.
We are a political organization that is
free from the eyes, the ears, and most
importantly, the weapons of the
imperialist state, and this fascist regime.
You are political prisoners on the front
75, motherfuckers.
You've been captured by the front 75!
Bitches, where'd y'all go?
Fuck the police!
Give it up!
We love y'all!
Oh shit.
Where you get all this energy from?
He's gonna get up bad tonight.
I think I like you like black girls.
Yeah?
Like what?
Y'all think you like black girls?
Y'all think you like me?
Of course I fucking like y'all!
So shoot this shit up!
Let's go!
Do it!
You love me?
Tell me you love me.
I fucking love you.
Calm down.
Calm the fuck down.
And what I'm doing here...
is I'm creating a closed circuit...
to remove any...
static electricity.
And that right there...
that's a shunt.
You see that?
Yeah.
This is your blasting cap.
Right here.
Very important to keep your...
your cap shunted like this when you enter
the courthouse.
You got that?
Here's your main charge.
This is your cell phone.
Don't stop.
I see a cell phone.
First thing you're gonna do is you're
gonna turn on your cell phone without...
without your...
without your cap attached so you don't...
accidentally detonate your charge.
You're gonna wanna... You're
gonna wanna... put your hands here.
All right?
And then you're gonna wanna...
take the hands and the cap...
and throw it in the circle.
Senator Wilson, this is a warning.
We planted a bomb at the Haymarket office
in your re-election campaign.
We warned you that abortion ban and you
didn't wanna fucking listen.
So...
for my sisters in need...
we will strike.
Sincerely yours, the 50 at Beverly Hills
motherfucker.
Revolutionary violence is the only way.
No more telling me to vote.
No more telling me to overcome.
Nobody moves, nobody get hurt.
Shit that doesn't matter, everybody
faints.
Don't even bother looking for the French
We'll find you.
All right.
Let's go.
Babe.
There's a fuck-lot of bomb go off.
Come on, babe.
Come on, babe.
We gotta go.
We gotta go.
Come on, babe.
What are we doing?
Let's walk, babe.
No, baby.
We gotta go.
Come on.
Come on.
Come on, babe.
Babe.
The bomb goes off in two minutes.
Now do your thing.
We have two devices for two locations set
three blocks apart.
Mae West completes her device in the
administration building.
Perfidie and I take the courthouse.
Bombs are planted.
Devices are detonated by remote at 7 p.m.
after hours.
From here on in, it's one battle after
another.
What do you want me to do?
I want you to do your worst.
You can blow up anything you want.
It doesn't make any difference to me.
I want my hat.
And my gun.
If you want to keep
doing what you're doing,
you'll meet me at the
Primrose path 2300.
Can we go slow?
Shh.
I'm going to take my shoes off.
Shut up.
I love you.
I'll be true to you.
How come?
You're better than me.
You had to let me go.
Yes, ma'am.
Holy shit!
Bitch, I felt like Tony Montana!
It's cathartic.
This pussy right here.
What's it for?
War, bitch.
Nah, the pussy ain't for fun.
This is the fun.
The guns is the fucking fun.
I mean...
I see it.
A white, red, philistine, asshole,
corporate culture whose only end is to
perfect the science of advertising.
But I ain't gonna hold you, bitch.
If he treats me different after I drop
this motherfucking thing inside my
stomach, bitch, we gonna have a fucking
problem.
I'll kill him too, bitch.
I'll kill him there!
Before he eats me!
It's like she doesn't even realize she's
pregnant.
You know,
you are so unsuitable for my daughter.
Me?
Yeah, you.
And that's hilarious.
My child comes from a whole line of
revolutionaries.
And you look so lost.
She's a runner.
And you a stomp.
What are you gonna do about this baby?
I
wanna feel seen and loved and appreciated.
I fucking carried her nine months.
And now he just gets to fucking walk
around and just swoon all fucking day.
It's like she's his only girl.
Like I just no longer exist.
I'm just a fucking piece of meat.
And sometimes I feel crazy because I'm
just like...
Am I weird for being jealous of my baby?
I don't fucking feel seen.
I don't feel loved.
I feel fucking ugly.
My nipples hurt.
I can barely fucking breathe, you know.
I'm not okay.
Baby, where do you think you're going,
huh?
Where are you going right now?
Stop talking to me.
Now go as I please.
You realize that we're family now,
right?
You don't have to do this anymore.
You realize I put myself first,
right?
And that's what you're scared of.
We have her now.
You do get that, right?
I put myself first and I reject your lack
of originality.
God, my lack of originality.
Would you stop with all this bullshit?
Would you stop it?
We're a goddamn family.
It's okay, baby.
It's okay.
It's okay, baby.
It's okay.
This is a new consciousness.
A new consciousness?
Yeah.
I'm not your other buddy.
I'm not your mother.
You want your power over me the same
reason you want your power over the world.
You and your crumbling male ego will never
do this revolution like me.
Fuck outta here.
Do the revolution, baby.
Go do it.
Yeah, baby.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Male?
Female?
She's a... girl.
What's her name?
Charlene.
Charlene.
Sounds like a black girl's name.
You like black girls?
I love them.
I love them.
Get on your fucking knees!
Now!
Get your noses in the carpet.
My name is Jungle Pussy.
This is what power looks like.
See my face?
This some set-it-off shit.
I don't want you.
I just want your money.
Your money pays for my artillery,
my supplies, my transportation,
my dynamite, my message.
I am what black power looks like.
See my face?
See my face?
I'm the French 75.
Stop moving.
Stop fucking moving.
Stop fucking moving, man.
This department doesn't do any special
favors, especially for black girls.
You're a killer, and that's the least of
it, you'll do 30, 40 years in prison.
It's too bad you don't know anybody but
Sway.
You deceived me.
Because you're in love with me.
Yes.
Then you can't live without me.
I can give you the embrace.
Of the federal government.
You've got to tell me where they are and
name names.
Don't do this.
You have to name names or you're going to
go to prison.
Miss Mabee, do you have a car seat or a
carrier?
No, no, no, baby.
These are two scanners that I've made.
This one plays melody A, this one plays
melody B.
Uh-huh.
Together they go off within two or three
hundred yards of each other.
They sync up, they'll play a main melody.
Somebody else has one
of these, you both know
the tune, you'll be
able to find each other.
This is a trust device.
Right.
Rule of thumb with these scanners.
Find somebody else out
there and they happen to
have one of these,
trust them with your life.
I'm not passing these out to just anybody.
It might be in his house.
Yeah, all right.
What's wrong?
I know.
We're going.
Get a phone.
If you've got to get a cell, make it 1G.
The early analog stuff, they don't scan
those frequencies anymore, you'll be fine.
Otherwise, no phones.
Okay.
If the towers are up, we're going to be
able to find each other in any case.
All right.
Memorize everything in this envelope.
Burn it when you're done.
You don't go to Bacton Cross right away.
You go to Denver first.
You spend a week in Denver.
While you're in Denver, plant those
decoys.
When that's all clear and that job is
done, then you go on to Bacton Cross.
And these are the new names and socials.
Right, so who are we supposed to be here?
You are Bob and Willa Ferguson.
It's a mother and son who died in
childbirth last month.
So we're pretending to be dead folks?
If you want to think about it that way,
yes.
But there are bigger deaths down the line
if we don't do this.
I want you to think big picture here,
all right?
This is bigger than you or I.
This is bigger than the original Bob and
Willa Ferguson, okay?
Yeah.
Welcome to the world, Bob.
Let's go.
Big picture.
Got it.
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
We've got to go.
Okay.
Okay.
I'm sorry, okay?
I know you do, but... Okay.
I'm sorry.
I know, but you're not sure you want to
let us stay with us.
I've got to go.
I've got to go.
I know, but traveling Grace, oh,
my God.
Hold her.
All right, I got her.
I got her.
I love you.
I love you.
Stay safe.
Bye.
Home sweet home.
You've been through all this before, but
I've got to go through it one more time.
No contact ever with
anyone from Josie and the
Pussycats or any of
your former associates.
No family, no friends.
Don't commit any crimes.
You will testify when we need you to
testify.
Look, first order of business,
find a job.
Pay your bills.
You good?
Welcome to mainstream America.
Every revolution begins fighting demons.
The motherfuckers just end up fighting
themselves.
For valor in the line of duty.
And bringing justice to the vigilante
group known as the French 75.
We are here to award Steven J.
Lockjaw with the Bedford Forest Medal of
Honor.
Sixteen years later, the world has changed
very little.
Hey, Anita.
They're not breathing.
Find
yourself somebody who can do the job.
Hey, Anita.
Get me running.
And you know I'll be right.
I'm a fool to do
your dirty work.
Oh, yeah.
You have sent the main home running.
Trouble.
History class?
Mm-hmm.
Just to say.
Teaching the right kind of history,
I hope.
Lincoln.
Mm-hmm?
See, you got all the greats here,
huh?
Oh, yeah.
Bowers of intentions.
Got Teddy Roosevelt over there.
I hope you teach about the Philippines.
We don't get all into the details just
yet, but we don't hide from them either.
You should.
Got to tell the truth.
And then you got the grand wizard over
there, right?
Mr. Benjamin Franklin.
Forefather.
Hmm?
Ooh.
Fucking slave owner.
Uh, I'm afraid you can't do that here in
the classroom.
Fucking slave owners everywhere.
Um, well, overall, to get into it,
um, Willa's doing really great.
Hmm.
She's a confident leader.
She works hard.
You can tell that she actually cares about
being a good student, you know?
She enters class each day ready to work,
full of energy.
Um, the other students really admire her.
Um, are you okay?
If I get emotional, it's just,
uh, tears of joy, that's all.
Oh.
I see this is very emotional for you.
I don't know.
You know, Willa grew up without her mom.
Her mom died when she was very young.
Very young.
Oh.
I see.
Hmm.
So Willa never knew her mother?
No.
She never did.
That can be very hard on a young woman.
Sir, I have Lieutenant Skinner here to
speak with you.
What do you got, Skinner?
Sir, Deputy Director of Progress has
orders to speak to you, sir.
Your transportation is set for 1,800
hours, sir.
You know what this is about, Skinner?
No, sir.
I'm... No, I think I do.
That'll be all, Lieutenant.
Welcome, Colonel.
Please follow me.
Colonel Lockshaw, thanks for coming.
Sandy, great to see you.
Let me introduce you to Virgil
Throckmorton.
Virgil?
Steve Lockshaw.
Colonel Steve Lockshaw.
How do you do, Colonel?
My pleasure, sir.
Yeah, I'm sorry about all the espionage at
the back entrance.
My daughter was getting
married and the dress was
formal, so we didn't want
you to feel out of place.
Perfectly understandable, sir.
Please, sit.
Shane Mitchell sends a hello.
Oh, the big dog.
He's still building out that garage.
The construction project that never ends.
Well, I'm sure he'll get it done.
Will you give him my best to do?
Thank you.
How was your journey from Rio Duarte?
Fine, sir.
You're doing great work down there.
Thank you very much, sir.
Each and every day is hand-to-hand combat
in the spread of uncontrolled migration,
isn't it?
Yes, it is, sir.
Yeah.
Well, you want to save the planet,
you start with immigration.
That's exactly right, sir.
You said that.
A few years back, after squatting Pebble.
Ah.
I understand you've expressed an interest
in us.
Yes, sir, I have.
And does it honor you to be considered for
membership in our club?
It's a very deep honor, sir.
Yes, it is.
Steve, we have, in the past, offered
membership to certain members of the military.
We found their tactical battlefield
expertise to be... quite useful.
Now, our aim, and your aim, is the same.
To find dangerous lunatics, haters,
and punk trash, and stop them.
No more lunatics.
Mm-hmm.
Now, I'm not sure if you've heard or not,
but Jim Kringle passed away.
Oh, I did hear that, yes.
This means an opening.
Mm.
Colonel...
I don't think I'm being immodest...
when I say that joining the Christmas
Adventurers Club...
means that you are a superior man.
No, not the best man, not the most
intelligent, the most sophisticated,
or the wisest.
It just means that you are superior to
other human beings...
and you shall never want for riches or the
greatest of friends.
Now, we report to ourselves with a freedom
to be creative...
and cut through layers of bureaucracy.
We live by the Golden Rule...
in a network of like-minded men and
women...
dedicated to making the world safe and
pure.
What would you say to someone who
believes...
that you have been soft in your duty to
racial purification?
I would say they are a liar who has no
business in society...
or on the planet, for that matter.
Mm.
Do you presently live with a spouse?
No, sir.
Have you ever consulted with a mental
health professional?
No, sir.
Have you ever had any bills or debts
turned over to a collection agency?
Mm.
Well, I did purchase a jet ski.
It was an evolution of the old Hummingbird
Whisperdew 238...
called the Dynamite Dolphin 335.
It was defective.
I abstained from payment.
I'd do it again.
I have no regrets.
Okay.
Have you ever knowingly engaged in any
acts of terrorism against this country?
No, sir.
Have you ever engaged in an interracial
relationship?
No, sir.
And you are American, born by Gentile?
Yes, sir.
Now, to avoid any misunderstanding...
we require absolute secrecy through the
initiation process...
to judge how serious and unselfish you
are.
Understand?
Mm.
And to be considered to a vote...
you must submit to a voluntary
vulnerability study.
This identifies anything problematic in
your character.
What could be a problem?
I don't know.
What could be a problem?
Absolutely nothing.
We want to know who we're standing with.
Sure.
Now, it's a double Yankee white
inquisition's completum.
So if you have any doubt as to your
ability to qualify in body or character...
as a member of the Christmas Adventurers
Club...
now you have an opportunity to say so.
Do you wish to withdraw?
No, sir.
Do you submit yourself?
Yes, sir.
I submit myself.
Very well, then.
Now, Sandy and I have to get down to cut
the cake.
Congratulations on your daughter's
wedding.
Thank you.
We'll be in touch.
Thank you.
Steve.
Thank you.
Thank you, Sandy.
We're
up to the core of this whole fucking
charade is.
This great and noble experiment...
bought and sold by billionaires.
Davos crowd.
Openly racist.
Fucking bell curve Nazis.
It's bedtime for democracy, comrades.
Good night.
So you're feeling like maybe your mind is
starting to erode?
Good.
DQ, W5, LTA, go ahead.
This is happening...
on the ground... through
coordinated effort...
and strategic lines of resistance...
every day... working
through dedicated teamwork...
to take it directly to the capitalist
overlords...
who are extracting value from your life...
this very second.
Go ahead.
What, you think this is Facebook?
It's gonna happen on your Instagram?
It's gonna happen on a hashtag somewhere?
I think not.
And don't forget while you're doing it...
that this is a nation that gives asylum.
Don't think they're separate.
Don't break them apart.
They're not se... WTF!
QST, QST, QST Attention all sanctuary
stations.
Billy go is in the wind.
Billy go is in the wind.
Implement Plan Snap CracklePop.
Repeat, Plan kid PracklePop.
Implement Plan Snap CracklePop.
QST, QST, QSWhat's up, my man?
You got my guy?
Any SSC in the car?
No.
No?
Give me a dirt bag.
Howard Somerville.
How are you?
Good.
The French 75.
The Resistance.
The Gringo Coyote.
Billy Goop.
Done your homework?
Mm-hmm.
Good.
Take a look around.
Take it all in.
Do you need anything?
I'm fine.
Drink?
I'm okay.
You're still alive.
That's a good sign, right?
Seem to be.
Yeah.
Do you know why you're still alive?
You tell me.
I will tell you.
I need you to tell me where baby Charlene
is, what's her name, where she lives.
I need to know where the Rocket Man lives.
I need to know his name.
Ghetto Pat.
Okay.
Well, I can cooperate.
Their names are Fred
Flintstone and Arthur
Fonzarelli, and their
address is Alpha Centauri.
I love it.
I love it.
Motherfucker's sitting on plastic in a
container.
He's still got jokes.
I just want you to know that I'm not
scared.
I appreciate that.
If I was in your shoes, I wouldn't be
scared either.
I just don't know if your sister would
feel that way.
What's his sister's name?
Pamela.
Oh, no more jokes?
What are their names?
Where do they live?
I don't know.
Their names are Bob and Willa Ferguson.
They're up in Bactan Cross.
Bactan Cross.
Made me a reason to deploy in that town.
Drugs and tacos.
Got it.
And get all the intel on the gathering
spots, the hot spots for teeny boppers.
On it.
Sup?
Sup?
Hey, come here, come here.
Come here, come here.
Hi, it's me.
Gentlemen, this is Operation Boot Heel.
Our AO is Bactan Cross.
This is a sanctuary city full of thousands
of wet and stinkies.
We have a TST operation to capture two
HVIs.
Adult male, Bob Ferguson.
Female juvenile, Willa Ferguson,
age 16, the daughter.
We bag and tag the male.
We apprehend the female.
Intel update.
Bactan High School matched today,
1,800.
Grades 9 through 12.
Break, break, break.
Net goal 1-3.
We're gonna split the team.
Cell 1 to the high school, Cell 2 to the
residence underneath.
Good evening, gentlemen.
Special Agent ToeJam.
Our main target tonight is Brimhorn's
Chicken Liquid Frozen Food Farm.
Human reporting has led us to believe
Chicken Liquid is a front for a
large-scale heroin distribution operation
within the AO.
BTR, your main effort.
You are tasked with clearing and securing
of Chicken Liquid Frozen Food Farm in
order to destroy heroin distribution
operations within the AO.
Simultaneously, local law enforcement,
you will clear and secure Blotsky's Tires,
Raliberto's Mexican Restaurant on Old
California Road, Tiburon's Taco Shack in
the Bactan Mall, and the gas station on J
and Boiler Street.
This is a sanctuary city for thousands of
wet bodies.
Expect the local populace to be
sympathetic and supportive to the criminal
organizations we are targeting tonight,
gentlemen.
Thank you.
You're hungover and you got home at 3 o
'clock in the morning.
Where were you?
Where was... This isn't even warm,
sweetie.
Where were you?
Where was I?
I was, uh, I...
Well, I specifically told you where I was.
You asked me that, I told you where I was.
I was at the Rustic Inn with the old band.
You remember, uh, our old band,
right?
The old band studio, Block Pass Normal.
You remember Albert?
Yeah.
Turns out, Albert bought all this old
equipment from, uh, from Steely Dan's old
studio to try to get
that, that sort of vintage,
you know, that sort of
crackling tube sound.
You don't need any of that stuff anymore.
He, he, he bought out a computer program,
boom, with a press of a button.
How'd you get home?
What do you mean?
How did you get home?
Well, with my car.
You drove?
So, what, what are you, my babysitter?
What, what, what?
Yeah.
I, I know how to drink and drive,
honey.
I know what I'm doing.
I, I, I didn't have that much.
Dad.
What?
What?
What?
I don't want to be your babysitter.
I don't want to worry if you wrapped your
car around a telephone pole.
Well, I didn't wrap me.
I... I didn't ask for this.
That's just how the cards were rolled out
for me.
It's, it's, it's dice, sweetie.
What?
It's not cards.
You don't roll cards.
It's dice.
Fuck off, Bob.
Just fuck off with that, okay?
Grow up.
Wow.
Okay.
Well, you look, I like the way you're
standing up for yourself.
I'm proud of you, honey.
But the way you, uh, speak to your father
sometimes, it's just...
I don't know.
You, you're right.
You should tell me what you think always.
Never hold anything back from me.
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You're right.
That's something I gotta, I gotta
remember.
And I, uh, I fuck up sometimes.
Whoa.
Who's this?
Who's that?
Who is that?
Oh, they're just my friends.
And they just, they
have a red car like that,
just driving a little
loud, don't you think?
It's just a car.
And you told them they could do that?
Yes.
Told them to come to the house?
Yes.
Now, who's the one with the lipstick?
What's that?
What's that one's name?
Bobo.
Bobo.
Now, is that a he or a she or a they?
Dad, come on.
Now, are they transitioning?
I wanna know.
They're non-binary.
Non-bi... Okay, I just wanna be polite,
all right?
It's not that hard.
They, them.
And who's this little fucking freak at the
door?
Probably Bluto.
And just coming to my house like this,
huh?
Yes.
All right.
Is that, is that your date to the dance?
My friend.
Okay.
You're not going anywhere with your
goddamn friend until you take it.
Take it.
Yep.
Put it in your pocket.
I don't wanna put it in my pocket.
Put it in your garter or whatever you got.
My fucking garter?
What?
Hold it.
What's up, homie?
Hey, how's it going?
You cool?
Yeah, I was just here to pick up my
wallet.
Yeah, yeah, you normally knock that loud
at somebody's house like that?
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, give us a sec, homie.
Put in, you got, you got a purse?
This is non-negotiable.
Put in your purse.
Nobody's coming to get you, Bob.
You know that, right?
That's what you think.
What's up, guys?
You guys cool?
You guys hanging?
Yep.
Going to the dance?
Yeah, that's cool.
Listen, let me tell you something.
Whatever you do to
her, I'm doing that exact
same thing to your
entire fucking family.
I'm not fucking around.
Wait, what?
Dad?
I'm just telling you.
We're talking about freedom, baby.
We're talking about freedom.
Freedom's a funny thing, isn't it?
When you have it, you don't appreciate it,
and when you miss it, it's gone.
It's just gone.
Poof.
There's a quinoa casserole with frosted
flakes in the oven.
Don't leave it on.
Got it.
Have fun, homie.
All right.
All right, cool.
Let's go with him.
Yo.
Yeah?
Not you, I say.
Her.
I'm talking to her.
Get in the fucking car.
Say it.
Say it, baby.
Love you, Bob.
Love you, too.
Ugh.
Does anyone have a charger?
My phone's dead.
No.
I love your skirt.
Thank you.
I love your dress.
Thanks.
Your dad's an eye girl, bro.
He's fucking paranoid, okay?
Okay.
I just
thought he might have a escort for her.
Like a tennis court?
Wait, who bought that video?
An-No.
And she literally threw it on him.
She literally threw it on him.
What?
No.
Wait, do you think someone out there has a
video of that?
Nobody's going to find it.
All right.
Baby, don't be scared.
All right?
Now, I'm going to say it.
Green Acres.
Beverly Hillbillies and Hooterville
Junction.
A little pause... and we are back.
But we have to leave here right away.
Look, I knew your mom and your dad.
I know you have a
lot of questions, and I'll
answer them later, but
right now we have to roll.
Will you leave here with me?
Where?
Anywhere but here.
Okay.
Okay.
You have to stay by my side, and you have
to do exactly as I say.
Do you understand?
Yes, ma'am.
Do you have a phone on you?
No.
All right.
Come on, baby, let's go.
I don't know what to do.
He trains for this.
I
need to get all these kids in the center
of the gym, tell them everything's going
to be okay, I need to get them to sit
down, and I got to talk to them.
Everybody, listen!
I need you guys to stand up and join
everybody else on the court.
Do you know Willa Ferguson?
No.
One, two, three, four, five, six,
seven, eight, nine, 10.
Do you know Willa Ferguson?
No.
Do you know Willa Ferguson?
Only then.
Yeah.
Bob?
Who's this?
We have trouble ahead, and the road isn't
clear.
Wait, excuse me?
Who is this?
Who is this?
I need the greeting code, Bob.
Oh, fuck.
Well, I don't remember the fucking greeting
code, because I got a little bit high.
And it's been fucking years, so you gotta
help me out here with this.
You're gonna have to think.
Right.
The sun.
The sun...
Think.
The sun.
Sunrise.
Sunrise in the west.
Right?
The campus has been raided and the Billy
Goat has been taken.
Billy Goat is Howard Somerville,
so Howard Somerville has been taken.
He's been taken or killed.
What's going on?
He was taken.
Yesterday.
And it worked.
The hammer is loose and en route to
Backtown.
What?
Steve Lock... Steve fucking Lockjaw?
What in the motherfucking fuck?
How could it get any fucking worse than
that?
You're saying Steve Lockjaw?
It's high alert, Bob.
Nothing is secure.
Everything is wrong.
No one is above suspicion.
No, no, no.
Slow down.
Okay?
My daughter... my fucking daughter left
the house.
She's not in the house.
She's in the house with me, so you gotta
give me more information.
Lady Champagne and her team have extracted
Willa.
She's safe.
Good.
Okay, good.
Keep her there.
The rendezvous points are the same as
they've ever been.
We'll be seeing you.
I'll be seeing... well, okay, tell me the
rendezvous point.
What's the... hello?
What's the fucking rendezvous point?
Hello?
Fuck.
Okay, Bob.
Don't panic.
Don't fucking panic, Bob.
Keep your shit together.
Initial clearance complete.
Conducting back clear.
Kitchen.
Living room.
Get back.
I got a tonneau.
Remove it.
God damn it.
What do you think?
He's a bomber.
I got a tonneau.
Yeah?
What?
Son of a...
There are no hands on the clock.
Why?
Because they're not needed.
What time is it?
Ah, fuck.
You know, I don't remember that part.
Let's just not nitpick over the password
stuff.
Look, this is Bob Ferguson, all right?
You just called my house.
Let's cut the shit.
I need the rendezvous point.
What time is it?
Look, Steve Lockjaw just attacked my home.
I lost my daughter.
This is Bob Ferguson.
You understand?
I don't remember any more of this.
I don't remember any more of this code
speak, all right?
Let's just get on with it.
What is the rendezvous point?
Okay, I need you to give me the time.
You motherfucker.
Are you fucking with me?
Are you fucking with me, motherfucker?
You just called me.
This is Bob Ferguson.
You understand that?
Somebody from the resistance or the French
75 just called my house.
Just now.
What time is it is a key question of the
underground movement.
Studying the text is essential.
I don't remember any more of this code
speak.
I don't remember half
of this shit and this stupid
fucking hotline, which
is a fucking miracle.
So stop fucking with me and give me the
fucking rendezvous point.
Well, maybe you should have studied the
rebellion text a little harder.
No, no, you called me.
Do you understand that, you fucking
retard?
You called me.
I need to find my daughter.
Well, then call us back when you have the
time.
What?
Did you just fucking hang up on me,
you fucking little fucking prick?
You...
Policia!
Policia!
Reina.
Hola, Sergio, donde estas?
I'm at work.
With what?
Lleg la migra y se llevaron a todos del
chicken legging.
Creo que seguimos nosotros.
Why do you say that?
Es que Silvia me llam y Marquez le
platic dinero.
Hang on a second.
Yeah, can I help you?
Bob!
Bob!
Ferguson, yeah.
I need your help.
I need your help, Sensei.
I need your help, man.
You still there?
What time you get off work?
A la una.
Cuando llegas a casa?
I'm coming.
Call Maricela and tell her I'm on my way.
Donde estas?
I'm basically in the car.
Deberamos de moverlos ya.
Yes.
I'm gonna call Esperanza and I'll call you
back, okay?
Okay.
Bye.
Bob, we gotta go.
I need a weapon, man.
All you got is goddamn nunchucks.
You know where I can get a gun?
Shit.
Goddamn it.
Bob, what's going on?
MKU.
MKU, man.
They're everywhere right now.
MKU?
MKU what?
They busted open my door.
They're coming after me and Willow right
now.
Right now.
That's heavy metal, bro.
Hey, where is she?
I don't know.
I gotta charge my phone to find out.
Here, use my phone.
Can't.
I can't.
They'll trace that phone.
I gotta use my phone.
Let's do that at my place.
We gotta go.
Your place?
Yeah.
You got a gun at your place?
I'll get you a gun.
You have a gun, right?
Yes.
Right now, it's a goddamn roundup.
I gotta deal with this shit.
Okay, yeah.
Let's take that to go.
Let's go to your place.
Charge my phone.
You got a gun there?
Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob,
Bob!
What?
Get off the tatami.
Okay?
Listen.
Breathe.
Alright.
Okay?
Cool out.
Ocean waves.
Ocean waves.
Let's go.
Let's go.
I'll follow you.
Come on.
I got a little Latino Harriet Tubman
situation going on at my place.
All legit.
From the heart.
No cash.
Here, use my phone.
No, no.
They traced that.
You understand?
They traced those calls.
What's with the shades?
Me and Will's mom, we used to run around
and do some real bad shit together.
We were part of the Frank 75.
They got her.
Now they're coming after us.
Fuck.
You're a bad hombre, Bob.
So...
I'm Agent Danvers.
How are you?
Great.
Great.
What's your name?
Bluto.
Bluto.
Nice to meet you, Bluto.
You mind if I have your phone?
Go ahead and unlock it for me.
Thank you.
Hey, sorry for crashing
the party like we did,
but we have a few
questions we want to ask you.
Is that alright with you?
Sure.
You're shaking.
Are you okay?
I'm fine.
You nervous?
A little bit.
Do you need anything?
I'll work it out.
If you tell me the truth, you're out of
here in ten seconds.
Yes, sir.
We'll have it.
If you lie to me, we're gonna have some
problems.
Yes, sir.
You know Willa Ferguson, right?
I do.
How do you know her?
We're good friends.
OK.
Do you know where she is right now?
I'm not sure.
When's the last time you saw her?
Uh, I saw her at the dance.
Before you guys came in to the dance?
What's her number?
She doesn't have a phone.
Her dad doesn't let her, so...
The only high school girl in America.
Willa Ferguson doesn't have a phone.
I guess so.
Alpha 2, I need a residential address for
Sergio St. Carlos.
What is it?
It's an old tracking
device that goes off when
it's within a hundred
yards of hers, if it works.
And it never works.
Sometimes it does, but mostly it doesn't.
What about her phone?
She doesn't have a phone.
What?
She has a phone?
Yes.
What?
She's have...you have her phone number,
man?
No.
Everybody knows she has a phone.
Everybody knows she has a...why didn't she
tell me she has a phone?
Maybe she... No, no.
She's not allowed to have a goddamn phone.
Maybe she didn't want you to get mad?
I don't get mad.
I don't get mad about anything anymore.
Scared?
No.
No?
Well, you should be.
Dad ever mention Steve Lotto?
Yeah.
Yeah?
What'd he tell you?
He's the one who killed my mom.
Let's
play Pirate Fire.
What's that?
Nicole.
Send in Eddie Van Halen.
Bring
everything inside, then meet me upstairs.
Don't get locked out.
Hola, hola.
Un chuve, un chuve, por favor.
Oh!
Everybody!
The door is closed!
Help!
Help!
Come on, come on.
Help me.
Go.
Give me a hand.
Gracias.
Thank you.
We're closing.
Thank you, bro.
Hey.
We got 20 minutes to get everybody to the
church.
Okay?
Okay.
I need your help.
Okay?
I need you to go upstairs and do me a
favor.
I know you don't like the tunnel.
You're gonna have to come with me.
Okay.
Go upstairs and give me a hand.
Yeah.
Esteban.
Esteban, get off your phone and come to
the front of the store.
Keep an eye on the door.
I'm trying to charge the phone.
Bring it up there.
Bring it up there.
God damn, man.
Familia, familia.
Necesito que agarren
sus hijos y sus cosas y me
formen una lnea porque
hoy nos va a caer la migra.
Rpido.
Rpido.
Una sola nia.
No, no hay que tener miedo.
No hay que tener miedo.
No hay que tener miedo.
Nosotros estaremos con ustedes todo el
tiempo y Dios est con nosotros,
pero hay que moverse.
Bueno, listo, assim que se.
No hay que te metas tambin.
Boys, team up.
, pick us back.
ras yelling No, say you there.
Follow me.
SAMY more misi Derek.
It's more privacy.
Aubrey, get off the phones.
Go to the second floor.
We're moving them out.
Back here?
Bob, Bob.
This is everybody.
Yeah.
Everybody, this is Bob.
Hi.
El gringo Zapata.
Hola.
Hey, everybody.
Say hello.
Hola.
What's up?
Jacob, I need you to go to the second
floor.
Maricela, we're moving them out.
Now.
Bruce, where's Rachel?
Bob, Bob, Bob.
This is Rachel.
Hi, Rachel.
Rachel, this is Bob.
And this is Landon.
Hey, Landon.
The newest one.
How are you?
Hi.
Hey.
He's back there.
Yeah.
Back here.
Nice to meet you.
Right here.
I'll be on the couch.
Thank you, brother.
Thank you.
Mariah.
Madison.
Come on.
Out.
Come on.
It's my room.
Thank you, girls.
Here.
Come on.
Sorry, man.
Come on.
It's okay.
Come on, baby.
Come on, baby.
Come on, baby.
Come on, baby.
Come on, baby.
Come on, baby.
Come on.
I got power.
I got power.
Gloria a Dios.
Hi.
What's up?
What's up, homie?
It's me again.
Bob Ferguson.
I don't know if you remember, but we spoke
earlier on the phone.
I think we had a little misunderstanding.
I think we got off on the wrong foot.
I was trying to get the rendezvous point
for my daughter, Willa.
If you can't answer what time is it,
I cannot give you the rendezvous point.
This is a key tenet of the rebellion.
I'm surprised you can't name it.
I don't know if you are who you say you
are.
Okay.
Look, maybe I can give you some information
and then you give me some information.
We'll just share a little information.
My name is Bob Ferguson.
I don't know if you've ever heard of me.
I was part of French 75 for years.
Years and years.
They used to call me Ghetto Pat,
Rocket Man, stuff like that.
Only problem is, I fried my brain since
then, man.
I have abused drugs and alcohol for the
past 30 years, man.
I'm a drug and alcohol lover.
And I cannot remember for
the life of me or the life of my
only child the answer to
your question, what time is it?
8.15.
Now, I need this rendezvous point.
You understand what I'm saying?
I need it.
I understand.
And the question is...
If you don't give me the rendezvous point,
swear to God, I will hunt you down and
stick a loaded fucking hot piece of
dynamite right up your fucking asshole.
Okay, this doesn't feel safe.
You're violating my space right now.
Violating your space?
Man, come on.
What kind of revolutionary are you,
brother?
We're not even in the same room here.
We're talking on the phone, like men.
Okay, there's no need to shout.
This is a violation of my safety.
These are noise triggers.
Fucking noise triggers.
Listen, I want to know something.
I want to know one thing when this is all
said and done.
What is your name?
I need to know your name.
My name is...
Comrade Josh.
Comrade Joshua.
Get a better name, Comrade Josh.
That's a fucking ridiculous name for a
revolutionary.
First off.
Second off, I want to know your
coordinates.
I want to know your location right now.
What is it?
I'm in a secure location, so...
You're really not...
You're really intolerable, man.
This is not the way the revolutionaries do
shit.
You know how hard you are to talk to?
Do you know the information that I'm
trying to give you?
You're a little nitpicking prick.
That's what you are.
A little nitpicking prick.
And you know what I'm going to do to
nitpicking pricks?
I'm going to call in a Greyhawk 10.
You're calling in a Greyhawk 10?
I'm calling in a Greyhawk 10.
Alright?
I want you to get your supervisor on the
phone right now, because I know you got one.
I know you got one, Comrade Josh.
Alright?
I'm going way over your fucking head.
Way over your head.
Alright?
Put your commanding officer on the phone
now.
Because you're calling in a Greyhawk 10?
I'm calling in a Greyhawk 10.
Comrade Josh, please hold.
That's some fucked-up nitpicking shit.
Got you on one password, assholes.
I'm sorry.
I brought all this shit to your door,
man.
I'm sorry about everything.
Tranquilo, Bobby, tranquilo.
We've been laid siege for hundreds of
years.
You did nothing wrong.
Don't get selfish.
Life, man.
Life!
There's always some little, little tiny
detail, right?
Todo est listo, primo.
Okay, get to the front.
Wake up!
We go!
Venga, eso, nos vamos.
Calladitos.
Despacio, vmonos.
Esperanza, buenas noches.
Ya estamos saliendo.
Vmonos.
Perfecto.
Perfecto.
Why is this taking so long?
For God's sakes, you guys are so
incompetent for...
Fuck.
Hurry up.
Alpha One, this is Zulu.
I got a squirter internal to the target
building.
Follow-on for Sergio San Carlos.
I need to go kinetic.
Setting up breach time now.
I need two follow-on vehicles.
Yeah?
Who's this?
Yeah!
Hi!
Who's this?
Who's this?
Who's this?
Who's this?
This is Bob Ferguson.
Who's this?
My brother.
Who's this?
It's your man, Tally Rand.
Tally?
Tally, my brother.
My brother, listen, man, you gotta help me
out, man.
They got Willa.
You heard they got Willa, right?
I need the rendezvous point now.
I need you to answer one question for me,
Pat.
No, no, man.
Please don't make me go through this,
man.
Pat, Pat, slow down.
You're gonna know it.
It's been too many years.
You're gonna know it.
Please, please.
What's my favorite kind of pussy?
Mexican hairless.
Okay, one second.
You motherfucker.
This is a goddamn war hero.
Hey, rendezvous is Sisters of the Brave
Beaver.
Sisters of the Brave Beaver, I don't know.
Is that that compound out in the hills?
I need the coordinates, exact coordinates.
Okay, one second.
Tell them how to get there.
Apologize.
Mean it.
Hello.
Hi, prick.
Give me the fucking coordinates now.
Okay.
Make it snappy.
Okay.
Sister Rochelle is located up Old Mission
Road.
Old Mission.
Okay, slow down.
Articulate.
Bring up the hoolie.
In the Chupacabra Hills.
And I just want to formally say that I am
sorry.
Oh, you want to formally say you're sorry,
huh?
What is the fucking password, by the way,
you fucking prick?
Time doesn't exist, yet it controls us
anyway.
Oh, fuck you, you fucking moron.
Fuck you.
You obviously don't have kids,
you fucking idiot.
I
got the coordinates.
It's Old Mission Road to Craw Creek and
then the Chupacabra Hills.
About time to go.
Right, let's go.
I got the coordinates man.
Look out the window Bob.
What?
Be careful, look out the window.
Be careful.
Shit!
They're here!
God damn it!
OG, the door is closed.
The Incarinos are gone.
If they knock, you know what to do.
How'd they find us man?
How'd they find us?
I think you're making too many calls man.
I think they traced your calls.
What's the tracer calls?
What's the plan?
EG, what's the plan?
I'm taking it.
Is that my weapon?
Hang on.
EG, we gotta go man.
I'm gonna take him up on the roof,
across to my car in Laffin's Alley,
here are my keys, you drop them off,
you call me.
Latino Heat, come with me!
No, no, no, man, I'm not going with you.
No, I'm not going with them, I'm supposed
to go with you!
I need you, brother!
Sensei, Sensei, Sensei, please!
Courage, Bob.
Courage.
That's it?
Courage.
Yeah.
Thank you.
Hey!
Thank you, Sensei!
Thank you, Sensei!
Thank you!
God damn it!
Viva La Revolucion!
Viva!
I'm gonna give a shit what you do.
I'm gonna need that number in the next ten
seconds.
I don't know, thanks, sir.
Do I look like your parent?
Kinda.
Give me the fucking number, or stand up,
put your hands behind your back.
I don't have her phone number.
Up.
Put your hands behind your back.
Couple.
Get him out of here.
I have it.
You have it now.
What is it?
I thought you took AP Common Sense.
Sit the fuck down.
What's the number?
It's on the relocator.
Give it to me.
Give it to me!
I asked you if you had a phone.
You looked me in my face and you lied.
I am here to save your fucking life.
Do you understand?
Don't lie to me again.
Alpha 2's on the horn.
The female's handset's heading south on
Freeze.
Cell 1, Xville.
Alright.
Vamanos, caneritos!
Ms rpido, ms rpido!
V.G.
Sensei, your guy fell off the roof and got
arrested.
What the fuck happened?
He fell forty feet and fucking fell in the
tree, man.
Chota got him with a taser.
And my rifle?
It's with me.
Okay.
Make me a Sacred Heart.
Ok, got it.
Rochelle.
Well, D'Andra, what new mischief now?
I have the child, Willa Ferguson.
This is Perfidia Beverly Hills' daughter.
I'm coming to you in an hour of need and
desperation for safekeeping.
Unbelievable.
Do I look just like her?
No, not really.
But you do on the inside.
Which makes you quite a risk around here.
The daughter of a rat is a baby rat.
And we must be careful.
Can you cook?
Yes.
We will not allow residence
to anyone who cannot
take responsibility for
both her input... and output.
I can earn what I eat and secure what I
should, if that's what you mean.
That's what I mean.
Sister Vox, show baby Perfidia to the
Pancho Villa room.
All right.
Let me run shit down to you.
So you'll have the towels over here.
The bathroom is straight through there.
The pillows is right there, as you can
see.
And don't ask for the fucking Wi-Fi,
because we ain't got none.
Make yourself at home, Goldilocks.
What does she know?
She thinks her mom was a hero.
And I, uh...
I didn't have the guts to tell the truth.
I couldn't...
Perfidia Beverly Hills is a problem that
keeps on giving.
This revolution doesn't need another one
of her running around.
Shit's hard enough.
You got more fight in you than the rest of
us, Deandra.
I got sick of this shit a long time ago.
Is that gonna work for you?
Theseies are broken and beyond repair.
It's possible to destro k?
There would be other ways to fix that.
Habs and revisions are never over.
that when you suddenly discovered And now
I'm the only one unable to pull through?
Tim!
Alice, how are you, darling?
Very well, thank you.
You look great.
You hungry?
Uh, yeah, yeah.
But I'm actually, I think I'm about to be
running late.
Well, I can fix you some pancakes.
You can have them on your way out.
Are you, are these the banana pancakes?
The famous Alice banana pancakes?
Those are the ones.
I know they're waiting for you.
I better get down there.
It's great to see you again, Alice.
Oh, good to see you too.
Tim.
Merry Christmas, Hail St. Nick.
Merry Christmas.
How you doing?
Good, good.
It's been too long.
Yeah, it's good to see you again,
Sam.
You know Virgil Throckmorton.
Virgil's down from cleansing and
distortion.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
And you know Bill Desmond from Whitehall.
Bill, good to see you again.
Merry Christmas.
And of course you know Roy Moore, Fifth
Fleet Field General from the Southwest.
Absolutely, sir.
Good morning.
Take a seat.
So, what's cooking?
How can I help?
Well, Tim, there's this troubling little
rumor we've just heard.
And we brought you in to see if you can
help clear it up.
I'm going to hand you over to Bill.
I'll give you the details.
Over to you, Bill.
All right.
Tim, I'm going to get right to it.
There's an unconfirmed report that Colonel
Steven J.
Lockjaw is the father of a mixed-race
child.
Which mix?
There's no real easy way to say this,
but...
Yeah.
It's black.
Black.
Well, that would be quite the revelation
if it were true.
Bill, may I ask what your source is?
Sure.
As part of a double Yankee white
background check, some old paperwork
turned up in a computer file on the black
militant named Jungle Pussy.
She told an officer, This very story 15
years ago.
15 years ago.
It's been there the whole time in ancient
file.
Pure luck we caught it.
So where's the pussy?
Oh, she's long dead.
Oh.
No more pussy.
Now, a few days ago,
Lockjaw hired a bounty
hunter to make a civilian
extraction in El Paso.
It was led by an Avanti Q.
You know him?
Yeah, I know Avanti.
He's a good soldier.
Not great?
I mean, he's excellent, but he's not a
native son.
That's his dirty little secret.
He passes for half Mexican, but he's actually
part Comanche or, I don't know, Eskimo.
He's a fantastic tracker.
He'll tell you how much money someone had
in their pocket based on a footprint,
but he is not homegrown, so I would not
trust it.
Yeah, well, he's apparently good enough to
find what Lockjaw was looking for.
Yeah.
He found Howard Somerville.
Ex-French 75, he runs an underground
railroad, bringing illegals from our
southern border to Bactan Cross in the
north, where he set up a so-called
sanctuary city, giving jobs and housing to
drug dealers and psychopaths.
He's also a reefer addict.
Really?
Well, he sounds like a class act,
this guy.
Next thing we know, Colonel Lockjaw's
mobilized his task force into Bactan Cross
and conducted a Class A raid on the
Chicken Lickin' Frozen farm.
Oh, no.
I love their nuggets.
Well, this could mean a nugget shortage.
Not to mention the Chicken Lickin's owned
by our fellow Christmas adventurer,
Brother Burt Rimhorn, who wants his
wetbacks back to work.
Next...
He hit the high school, Tim.
Yeah.
The high school.
And now all hell's broken loose on the
streets of Bactan Cross.
And he's turned off his A-tax.
I'm sorry to interrupt, but I think I'm
picking up on something.
I think I'm picking up what you gents are
laying down here.
This is a curious chain of events.
So Lockjaw's looking for his half-breed,
but do we know where the mama bear is?
Funny you should ask that.
Perfidia Beverly Hills.
Currently MIA.
Former French 75.
She went into witness protection about 15
years ago, only to disappear.
The arresting agent?
Colonel Steven J.
Lockjaw.
Agency sightings have her in Cuba or
Algiers, depending on the report.
So...
Not the mothering type, I take it?
And they call us the savages?
Lockjaw got his dick dirty.
He needs to clean it.
If he can find this kid...
he can dispose of the evidence...
and continue to make fools out of all of
us.
What would you like me to do, sir?
Tim, given your expertise in family
cases, we felt that... Make it clean.
Clean?
We should all be able to eat off the
floor.
It's that clean.
Yes, sir.
Well, all right, gents.
Looks like I'm headed west.
And may Saint Nick be with you.
Aye.
All hail Saint Nick.
I have something to ask you, okay?
Okay?
Was she a rat?
Yeah, she was.
My dad told me she was a hero.
Hey, stop banging your head.
Stop banging your head.
Stop banging your head on that.
Okay.
Sir, do you know your last name?
No.
What's your last name?
Batman.
Okay, come on.
I need to know your real last name.
Uh, Parker.
Peter Parker, man.
Peter Parker.
Yeah.
All right, listen, this is your last
chance.
If you don't give me your real last name,
it's gonna be another charge.
Okay, okay.
Stop harassing me, for God's sakes.
Parker.
Jim Parker, man.
Your name's Jim Parker?
Yeah.
Okay, Jim, what's your date of birth?
I'm somewhere in the 80s, man.
In the 80s.
Yeah.
Let's go.
You're up.
Let's go.
Get up.
Ah!
Ah!
Ah!
Ah!
Ah!
Sit down there.
Mr. Jim Parker, is that correct?
42 years old?
Sir, she's gonna be taking your vitals
behind you, okay?
Mr. Parker.
Mr. Parker, over here.
Do you have any medical problems?
Mr. Parker, can you look at me,
sir?
Bob.
Can you look at me?
Are you diabetic?
Are you diabetic?
Uh-huh.
Yeah.
Did you take your insulin yesterday?
You know, if you're a bad
hombre, you make sure
you take your insulin
on a daily basis, right?
Officer, we're not gonna be able to take
this one.
He needs to go out to the ER.
Thank you, sir.
Have a good day.
Hey, how's it going?
Hey, how are you?
Good, thanks.
Mr. Parker, here's your restroom,
okay?
Let's check your sugar.
You are gonna go through the bathroom,
straight down the hall to the right,
to the fire escape right now.
Right now?
Right now.
Hey, officer.
I'm on my assignment.
Yay!
Oh, my God.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Here, have one.
Thank you.
Oh, my God.
All right.
Let's do a selfie.
Oh, my God, you got it.
You got it.
Hold on.
Okay, we did it.
We did it.
Let's get out of here, man.
Where are we going?
Sisters of the Brave Beaver, Chupacabra
Hills.
Chupacabra Hills.
Let's play offense.
Siri, Sisters of the Brave Beaver...
...getting directions to the Sisters of
the Brave Bea..
Chupacabra Hills.
Chupacabra Hills.
Okay.
Not every day you get through SGS 75,
or twice in the same day.
Let's rock and fucking roll!
Yeah!
Let's go!
Hey, you!
Yes, sir.
What's right here?
Oh, Buddha beans.
Sir, I'm Colonel Steve Lockjaw.
I'm not to be fucked with.
You got information from me, spit it out.
Saw a car, a gray van heading north of
Crawl Creek Road.
Carrying?
Couldn't tell.
White man driving, black girl passenger.
North.
What's in these hills?
Sisters of the Brave Beaver.
Who are they?
They grow weed.
They're nuns.
Is that some kind of sick joke on God?
I'm not joking.
How many women?
I don't know, a bunch.
10 or 20.
Weapons?
I think they're vegetarian.
Men, let's do what we do.
Delta 2, this is Delta 1.
We need to pull imagery.
Mountain shading 10 kilometers northwest.
I'll copy.
Miss Smith.
We're in the zone.
I think she's still around.
If this doesn't line up, you'll go free.
But if it does line up...
If this is a straight line...
We got a problem.
What is it?
It's your future.
Damn.
What's wrong?
How old are you now?
You're 16 or 17, so it's either one of
those.
Do you have a boyfriend?
I don't have anything to say to you.
You're too young to have a boyfriend,
so the answer is no.
Don't answer for me.
It all makes sense.
You snag her out of the high school.
Find her phone.
Curbstomp that.
But then you fumble her on the 90-yard
line at some stank-ass nunnery.
That's gotta hurt.
You help me, I'll help you.
You can be Pat Calhoun.
Rocket Man.
Ghetto Pat.
And I'll let you go home, and I'll let you
save that little girl.
You know she's with the Colonel,
right?
By home.
I do mean federal prison for you.
Did you rape her?
Do you think you're my daughter?
Did you love her?
Answer me.
Do you think you're my daughter?
It doesn't matter what that test says.
I have a father, and it's not you.
Is that what you call a father?
He wasn't enough for your mother.
How's he gonna be enough for you?
Where is he?
I swear, I don't know.
I don't know.
D'Andra, you know how many people sit
across from me and swear to God?
They don't know.
I swear to God, I don't know.
I swear to God, if you do know,
we can save that girl.
The girl didn't do anything, and I don't
know.
I don't know where he is.
If I knew where he was, I would tell you I
don't know where he is.
What the fuck's wrong with you?
Where is he?
Save yourself.
Go to prison.
I'll take it to the colonel.
You save the girl.
Those are your options.
You're gonna lose, lose, maybe save your
life position.
You should put on more make-up to make
yourself look better.
You go to a dance, you make an effort,
you put on more make-up.
Why is your shirt so tight?
I'm not gay, if that's what you're saying.
I didn't say that.
I'm not a homosexual.
I did not say that, but I see the lifts in
your shoes.
No, you are a smartass.
You are, you know.
You're just this little princess,
aren't you?
Smart-mouthed.
Like your mother, your mother had a smart
mouth and I buried her.
Are you having trouble remembering what
you just read?
No.
If it's a straight line, I have a problem.
If it's not, you have to let me go.
God, there's no way I'm actually yours,
because I can actually fucking read.
Shut up!
Just shut up, you fucking nut!
Uh-oh.
Get my vehicle, put my kid in the car.
I just never thought this fucker would
come back for us.
I got lazy, man.
I wasn't paying attention.
I thought the person coming
through that door one day
was going to be her mom,
not this fucking asshole.
See her daughter, you know, she'd teach
her girls stuff, she'd do her hair, she'd.
..
be a mom.
I can't do her hair, man.
You know that?
I don't know how to do her hair right.
Well...
Don't go dark on me, Bob.
I won't.
I'm here.
I'm here.
Bring it down, bro.
Motherfucker.
Here he comes.
Put this in your backpack.
Guess this isn't the end of the line,
huh?
Not for you.
Ocean waves.
Ocean waves.
I gotta ditch you, Kimo Sabe.
What?
You're gonna hit it on foot.
On foot?
Yeah.
Here we go.
I'm gonna turn up this gas station, I'm
gonna slow down and... you tuck and roll.
I'll take it from there.
Unbuckle and get ready.
Tuck and roll?
Yeah.
Okay.
You know what freedom is?
What?
No fear.
Just like Tom fucking Cruise.
Okay.
Jump on four.
One.
Two.
Give me a gun!
Go.
Go.
Four.
Slow down.
Slow down.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Get up or leave me.
Making up the lost time?
Daddy-daughter games?
Daddy-daughter games?
Adventure!
You know what that is?
I have a higher calling.
It is a higher honor than having you.
I loved her in case you were wondering.
Best goddamn looking witch I ever saw.
Shut up.
Yeah, she was possessed.
She was insane.
Shut the fuck up.
Like you, you have it in you.
I smelled it from within her and I can
smell it from within you.
She was a fucking rat.
She was a warrior, a righteous warrior of
freedom.
And she fought the weak.
She was a fucking rat!
Huh?
Huh?
You should respect your mother and your
fucking both.
Poke your fucking eyes out.
Auntie, how's the bounty business?
It's alright.
How's it with you?
Things could be better.
It's not one thing, it's fucking another.
Do you find that to be true?
Anyway, I need to dispose of this one.
Who is it?
Murdered suspect.
Wetback half-breed.
Involved in narco cartels.
Nobody that'll be missed.
That's a kid.
I don't do kids.
Kids do bad shit.
Why don't you do it?
I can't do it.
I'm busy, so who can do it?
Well, then get Eric Garro to do it.
I don't want Eric Garro to do it.
I'll pay you a W daily rate get this done.
I don't give a shit.
I'm not doing it.
Alright.
You know the 1776?
About five miles outside Del Rio by
Walter's Landing?
Yeah.
You get her to them, I'll pay you the
daily rate.
You got no manners, goddammit!
You weren't raised right!
You see that?
You see that?
That's what your mother brought up.
Yeah.
I'm sorry it had to end this way.
If you had any manners, we might have
gotten to know each other.
Is someone
gonna come by looking for you?
I said, is someone gonna come by looking
for you?
Yeah.
They're gonna find you.
They're gonna find me, and I'm gonna fuck
you up.
Fuck!
Alright,
lift your shirt and turn around.
Put your hands on top of your head.
Alright, let's go to work.
Do not move.
Do you have any weapons on you,
sir?
No, sir.
Why are you running from us?
Had a long day, ma'am.
You didn't see the lights back there?
Oh, yes, I did.
What did you toss out of the vehicle?
Excuse me?
What did you toss out of the vehicle back
there?
Trash.
You sure about that?
Yes, ma'am.
You been drinking today?
I've had a few.
A few what?
A few small beers.
I see you.
I see you.
I got you, motherfucker.
I got you.
I got you, you fucking piece of shit.
Go!
This asshole.
Is that from Lockjaw?
We got a body.
Copy copy.
Thanks, wagon burner.
Hey fuck stick, what are you doing?
Hey, Red, I know you hear me.
That firewires got your fucking retarded.
Green Acres!
Beverly Hillbillies!
And Hornadale Junction!
Green Acres!
Beverly Hillbillies!
And Hornadale Junction!
Willa!
Willa!
Green Acres!
Beverly Hillbillies!
And Hornadale Junction!
What?
Green Acres!
Beverly Hillbillies!
And Hornadale Junction!
I don't know...
Say it!
Willa?
Willa?
Green Acres!
Beverly Hillbillies!
And Hornadale Junction!
No, no, no, baby, it's me.
Will, it's me.
Green Acres!
Beverly Hillbillies!
And Hornadale Junction!
Okay!
Okay!
It's your dad, Willa.
Will no longer be so goddamn relevant.
Look at me.
Who are you?
It's your dad.
Look at me.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Are you okay?
Are you okay?
Are you okay?
Come on.
Go to the car.
Go.
Let's go.
Let's go.
You're okay, man.
You're okay.
Me miran y se van.
Mujer, si puedes t con
Dios hablar, Preguntale
si yo alguna vez te
he dejado de adorar.
Do you know a black militant by the name
of Perfidia Beverly Hills?
Yes, I do.
And was she a member of the rebel group
known as the French 75?
She was.
Yeah.
Colonel Lockjaw, did you engage in a
romantic relationship with this woman?
Gentlemen, I have engaged
the enemy face to face in
battle and in the dark alleys
and shadows of espionage.
I was once raped in reverse.
Raped in reverse?
Could you explain how that might...
Work for us, Colonel Lockjaw?
The enemy employed deception.
I was drugged.
And while unconscious, my brain was not
working.
But my power was, and I believe it was
taken advantage of.
What kind of proof do you have?
If you were unconscious, how do you know
this to be true?
I don't know it to be true, but I suspect
it.
When I awoke, there
was sensitivity in a
private place and there
was some residue of it.
A certain sense of unity and interaction.
Interaction?
At least, she was a sperm thief.
A semen demon.
That's correct.
Colonel Lockjaw, what would be the purpose
of the enemy raping you in reverse?
They saw the power of my mind and body.
They desired it.
Congratulations, Steve.
Steve, you're a Christmas adventurer.
Oh, Mommy, thank you, sir.
Let me show you around Southwest
Headquarters.
Sure.
Shall we go for a walk?
Yes, sir.
First stop on the tour, your new office.
Oh, my.
You know, if I'm being
honest, Sandy, there was a
minute there where I didn't
think I was gonna make it.
Oh, Lockjaw, we're lucky to have you.
Now, obviously, it goes without saying,
this is just one place where you can hang
your hat, take meetings, stow a few
personal items.
We'd like our members to feel they have a
home away from home any time, day or night.
That's a fine idea.
Now, it's empty right now, but we'll let
you personalize it.
A man's taste defines him, doesn't it?
It does indeed, sir.
And here we are.
Suite 55.
Look at that view.
Would you mind?
Look at that.
That.
Absolutely.
Damn it.
I forgot your keys.
Wait here.
I'll just grab them from my office.
Yes, sir.
I've been holding onto something for a
while now, and I wanted to give it to you.
Okay?
And I didn't give it to you before because
I, uh...
I didn't... I just didn't want to expose
you to certain stuff.
You know, I didn't want you to feel...
sad or... or confused about it.
I don't know.
I don't know what I wanted.
I wanted... I wanted to protect you...
from all your mom's shit, from all my
shit.
I just... I suppose I wanted to be the one
that you came to for help, right?
You know, the one... the one...
the cool dad that you could say anything
to...
even though I know that's impossible.
But I don't wanna...
I don't wanna lie to you about anything
anymore.
And I've been holding onto something
for a couple years now, and I just wanna...
I just wanna give it to you.
Okay?
I'm gonna share this with you,
and...
if you wanna see it...
you can see it.
Do you wanna see it?
I don't know what it is, Dad.
You don't know what it is?
No.
It's a... it's a letter.
It's a letter from your mom.
Is it for me or for you?
It's for you.
You wanna go read it alone?
Go ahead.
Go ahead.
Dear Charlene...
Hello from the other side of the shadows.
I don't mean to shock you, but I've been
contemplating writing you for a long time.
I often wake up and I find it completely
crazy how...
and why...
I am where I am today...
and disconnected from my family.
I pretended my whole life...
I pretended to be strong...
I pretended to be dead.
Is it too late for us?
After all my lies?
Are you happy?
Do you have love?
What will you do when you get older?
Will you try and change the world like I
did?
We failed.
But maybe you will not.
Maybe you will be the one who puts the
world right.
I think of you every single day.
Every single day.
And I wish I had been strong for the both
of us.
I know someday...
when it's right and it's safe...
you will find me.
Please send a kiss to your dad.
My kiddo, Bed.
I love you, Mom, my video.
I'm
gonna get this Flash to work...
it's not getting my face.
Huh?
I don't know how to get it to get my face.
Swipe up... and then
there's a lightning bolt.
And then on there it
says... Flash auto on and off.
No.
Well, if you push
the... there's a little...
There's a little switch...
Okay, or take it with the back.
I guess that's fine.
Or I gotta press the circle.
Hey, did they say Oakland?
Yeah.
You
know, Oakland's a three and a half hour
drive from here.
Yeah.
You know that's far, right?
It's raining out.
Hey!
Hey!
Be careful.
I won't.